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I can feel the coldness of the breeze

I'm freezing, yet I love it cause you're here

making me warm with your embrace

squeezing my hand while whispering

Every word you spoke, carves in my mind

Can't tell you my thoughts tho

nor erase the distance

Wish it was easy, scared I'd be cheesy.

Can't be a mirror person of you,

who reflects the same interest that you do

I was sad at that moment,

disappointed with myself.

Should've embraced you so tight

kiss you so light

ignore people's glances through us,

I didn't know a person could be called 'home',

until I met this man.

I had never felt comfortable in a warm place

until I got to feel his embrace.

I haven't been in every room of your heart

but I'll wait for you to open those doors

while holding my hand.

I was praying and asking God if He can give me some time,

to rest, to feel the gentleness of the world for once.

But He gave me this man,

Home and love in one person.

My heart has never been so full until I met God,

and until He gave me you.

You told me you're gonna be inactive for some hours because you'll be facing one of your biggest battles.

I'm not curious, I am worried

I wanna be there when you're at the lowest and darkest point of your life but I ain't selfish. I know you're not used to being open to others. But I'll wait.

I'll always wait for you

How do your touches feel so warm when your hand is literally cold?

How can you make me feel okay when I'm crying about 3 minutes earlier?

How can you say you love me without having the feeling of shorter breath because your heart is pounding so hard and fast?

Sometimes, I think of what I did for God to make me have you.

What have I done to make you fall for me?

What can I do to make all of your efforts be reciprocated?

Hi and good evening to my 'always'. I can't puzzle the right words for me to be able to express my gratitude towards you. But here's a letter for you.

Today, I feel so down because of things that happened (except for the dishes) nothing came out as I planned. It seems like my efforts aren't that much for me not able to make it even in the passing scores of my exams. And I'm thinking of how everyone feels disappointed in me.

But your words made the weight light.

At first, I was thinking if I should tell you 'bout what happened to me and throughout my day since I can tell you had a great one. I don't wanna ruin it, and most especially your night.

Night time should always be a rest time for everybody and I really feel guilty about opening up since it's a negative story.

But you didn't even make me feel that I should be guilty about it instead you become my pillow that I could hug and cry to.