whatever you did to me

There you were

laying on my bed

calling misterious waves to your sea

and I kept hearing them 

breaking down again and again,

somewhere near the coast

somewhere between your hands

somewhere besides your body on my bed.

I feel like I have been blind my whole life

until the spark of your eyes

met mine

and I keep wondering why on Earth

God decided not to play it fair

and pulls every inch of you

away from my touch,

but then I remember I have that picture of you

smiling like you didn’t give a shit about anything

we ran out of worries that day,

what a gift to be given.

whatever you gave me

and whatever I took from you

has already decided not to leave me

and heaven forbids I forget

the way you look when you sleep,

the way you look when you laugh,

the sound of your voice when you sing.

I’ve been daydreaming of you

and night dreaming of you too, even when I’m not sure if it’s a thing,

but whatever it is

it has helped me to remind me

that you exist,

and you breathe, and go, and discover other things

that I just ignore,

hope someday I can show you how to live in my tiny little world,

and you can finally rest your waves

over my sea.

maybe you will never hold my hand

as the way I wish you’ll do;

perhaps you will never tell me I'm the one

as I wish you’ll do,

you might never be in love with me,

as I wish you may do

but whatever you did to me,

darling, it really worked,
and I hope
it worked on you, too.