And then suddenly, I knew you,
when everything seems basked in the sun.

But first I lie on a couch,
when someone told me about you.

In no time I searched your name,
and so amazed, with a somewhat familiar face.

You waved hello,
and I replied the same.

When first we talked,
You said you’ll see me soon.

I despised you,
for you said I liked you.

By any means, you said you want me as a friend,
I laughed at you, for I never wanted to.

We talked much,
like we’ve met sometime before.

You get close to me,
and soon I got closer to you.

I finally met you,
But I saw you first.

The first time our paths crossed,
I know for sure, you were the one.

The school doors opened,
And that I started seeing you.

Someone tapped me on my shoulder,
and I know, deep in me, that was you.

We were asked something to write about,
But I don’t care what that’s written-when I saw the light on your face.

I’ve never really been in love with you,
Until I lie on my bed thinking of you.

Of nonsense stories we shared,
Our subjects were but full of worth.

We kept talking since the first day,
the second, and the few next.

Once you said you admire the galaxy,
And it’s the same galaxy you said you would love to keep.

But I kept looking at you,
when your sleepy head fell on my shoulders.

Now, a well-suited man bare his heart to me,
But you took the chance to bare yours into mine.

I believe, you really loved me,
And all this time I felt just the same.

I accepted your flaws, your all,
when you had fallen for someone other than me.

Yet you awaited me, and your love fascinated me,
Not knowing I could love someone I thought it cannot be.

I chose you, with one definite reason-
For you admire art as much as I do.

That autumn, you’re the perfect prince I know-
Holding me in your arms, taking me by your hand.

Once upon a time we were the match of crimson colours,
who were hilariously misled in another room.

Then the grass we’ve stepped on wide fields,
Were dancing as we walked past our dreams.

Those were the times I knew would never end,
Until I spoke my sweetest three letters.

And that day, I must say,
the sunset and the sunshine were never the same.

At first, there was no mistake-
You treasured, loved me well.

I told my friends about you, wrote you poetry,
And you listened under the beautiful clouds of sunset.

We clasped our fingers against the pouring rain,
In no time, I don’t feel any pain.

You’re the only thing my soaked hands knew,
You’re the only thing my cheer laughters are for.

You said thanks when I caught your phone when it slipped in your hands,
when you took a record of us.

Pasta and juice of a restaurant we once eaten,
Are witnesses to your promise of love.

We were in love, thanking God every minute,
for none of us knew we would ever meet.

But-

I was wrong about you,
I was wrong- wrong about us.

Things I used to tell my friends about you no longer matters,
And the galaxy I admire wasn’t really wonderful.

You were every inch of pain I saw on movies,
And you were the very tear in my most precious poetries.

I melt on the floor, when you said your most painful seven words,
That until now still shooting me infinite swords.

The sun’s still shining in vain,
But inside me is like a stubborn pain in the rain.

I should’ve not let you held me in your arms,
Thinking I should’ve been misled somewhere, far from you.

I should’ve let your shoulders fell on the grass,
Not on my shoulders- touching close to my heart.

Maybe someday, I could keep the memories of ours,
But not by waving hello and taking polaroids of us.

Someday, the sun will shine the same,
And I know for sure, that time, I’ll never think you ever came.

Now we were sharing our once upon a time:
“Once upon a time, you gave me that little sunshine.”

Soon, I’ll get rid with all your memories,
And maybe someday, there will never be the same man in my poetries.