the hopeful
i.
shy as a turtle, can't even approach you
not knowing what to do, seems like i'm needing a coach to
guide me, and shed some light or advise
so that whenever you're around, i'd know what to reply
not hide the insecurities that i have within me
reassure that if i'd mess up, you still would feel me
all i'm trying to be is real and i hope you believe me
my heart's screaming out your name, i hope that you'd hear me
and listen to each word or phrase that i say
i love you, wrapped with beauty just like a boquet
of orange tulips, with a fragrance so sweet
hoping that one day, soon our two lips would finally meet
and i yearn for that day when i'd feel your embrace
it may seem far fetched but still i hope and i pray
and i hope you understand and forgive my appeal
i just want to let you know how i truly feel
see, love is not a word but it's the feeling i have
i know it's hard to prove it even if i stated the facts
and reasons, why am i feeling you so?
walking aimlessly, lost in love, which way i should go?
how do i let you know, how do i make you see?
that i'm serious and i'm willing to go against eternity
just to show you that my love is unconditional
treasuring every second and the times that i had with you
you're the first and the last person that i think of
i daydream about you and me, that's why i think love
and i'm hoping deep down, that you're feeling me too
call me a dreamer, but i'm just a hopeful that's hoping for you
i hope you understand, as i finally end
this ode that i wrote, thank you for the time that you spent
a chance is what i'm asking for and promise i'd be true to you
coz what's the worth of having a love if that love is not with you
