Him

My darkest secret,

it was him.

He meant to be my life,

the hero of my life was him.

I was an insignificant planet,

in his huge galaxy.

He existed in me,

wholly and solely.

My face flushed when

his velvet-soft voice spoke my name.

I never paid attention to what

he would really say,

'cuz I was busy committing his voice

to my memory.

Nobody on earth knew

when he would leave me.

He never came to know

about how I felt for him.

How much was I lost in his world?

No matter what he thought,

I terribly wanted to be with him.

I was drug addicted to him.

It felt so good to have my own

personal brand of cocaine.

I never knew if that feeling was forever,

I didn't know if he would leave me someday... all alone.

I didn't know if he would miss me.

But one thing I was absolutely

positive of was that,

that I loved him!