You were far, far away.
In a different time.
You went to a life.
Without the slightest hint of me in it.
It was logical of you.
I didn’t mind.
I had no rights to mind.
But it has been a while.
I was ready to stop wishing.
I was prepared to not wait.
I was about to let go of the longing.
I finally stopped expecting.
I started to see what’s in front of me.
I tried hard to not mind about what’s not.
Then you caught me off guard.
I turned and there you were.
You and your isangelous countenance.
Your beautifully bewitching gaze.
The euphoria made my body weak.
But there were also sighs of relief.
You finally went home from coming home.
Home to my vision.
And my subconscious.
I am aware of the boundaries.
And the limits.
Not to mention the competitions.
You are still far away from my innocent grasp.
Even when you are closer now.
But that doesn’t concern me.
I know I could wish for more.
But I’m just thankful.
I get to share a same time again.
With those fine eyes of yours.
It's been awhile since I wrote something like this, so...