Every morning,
As I slowly walked passed the streets of houses,
I will gazed across to the coffee house
where you will be.
Sat in the corner,
with the cup of coffee in your hands,
sipping it as you read the morning papers
My thoughts begin to wander
what are you drinking?
What kind of coffee is it? Just a normal cup of black coffee or something stronger?
How much sugar or are you a man that like your coffee to be bitter?
At times, I wish I have the courage to go over
to say, "Hi". But, when I take a step forward, my footstep goes light.I feel like I am falling.
I am out of my mind.
What if? What if that you are not interested and you say,"No".
The many possibilities of what if pulled me back.
For a minute of two, I did wish I have the courage .I know I did. But when I look across, you are too perfect for me.
I can only watched you from afar.
Until some day you might look at my direction
And till then, I will just have you
inside my heart.
The secret of my heart.
