I love the way he carries himself,
Just a man behind his imperfections.
I love his simplicity,
Just t-shirt, denim pants and plaid sneakers.
I never thought of liking him for he’s just a friend.
A barkada.
Moreover, I never thought that I’m going to fall
Until I saw him dancing on the floor.
And things get more complicated when he asked me for a dance,
And as the music play, and as what the old thought says, “There’s magic”
Until now, I’m still hooked with the happenings,
I don’t know whether it’s real or not.
I just can’t escape for a fact that I’m deeply in love with him.
Call me crazy, crazy for having a feeling like this.
Just for a night of a Cinderella story.
But when I say I love him, believe me it’s true.
When I know nothing but me and him.
And most of all,
I maybe a playgirl before,
But when it comes to Raymond I’m hell serious.
Why?
It’s all about the essence of a real intention and real love.
Made: August 21, 2007
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