Him
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!