The Way You Looked That Night

Still feels like the first time I saw you in that funky restaurant when our eyes caught each other. Still remember when my dear friend pinched me because I was so obvious tied myself to you. And it was all because of the way you looked that night. With your black shirt and smile to die for. With your self esteem that made me forgot everyone around. With those kitty eyes that melted me in to your arms. That night I decided that you are the dream that I seek, that forced in my life by almighty. Everything seems so right with you, I don’t know why. Maybe because of the look in your eyes? Or the sound of your laugh? I don’t know, but when you apologized to me no matter who was wrong, when you get down your knees if that would bring me home, then you are the one that I love to spend the rest of my life with.You are a six foot five in your black suit and angelic eyes, so yeah, tell me how would I leave if you’re looking like that? You are the knight in my dreams, the king of my heart, you are the prince that I was waiting for all these times. I don’t care if I have to be in your secret place, where the sound of the crowd is so far away, just to be with you…so be it. Because no matter how far you might be, I was just closed my eyes and you’ll be in my dreams. So there you will be, until we meet again.But I’ll always look back when I walk away. Because our memory will be last for eternity. And all of my tears will be lost in the rain when I find my way back to your arms again. But until that day, you know, the look of you that night will be there at the back of my mind. Stay there, waiting for you to pick it up. Because I don’t want to let go. Because any other guy, I’d let you walk away. Any other guy, am sure I’ll be okay. But not you, not with the way you looked that night. Then yeah, this isn't goodbye at all. Even as I watch you leave, this isn't goodbye at all. But I promise that I won't cry anymore, even as tears fill my eyes, I won't. And don’t blame me for being so in love, blame it on my stupidity. Blame it on my believe for the myth that somewhere out there, there is a prince who is riding a white horse with his long shiny sword, will come and rescue me from this miserable life in my golden cage. Blame it on my sweet dream of what love could do to someone who believes, just like me. Blame it on my naivety, that makes me put love somewhere up there on a high place that would probably to high for anyone to reach. Blame it on my adoration on the way you looked that night…

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To My Homey Beloved Friend…Thanks For The Inspiration, And Once Again, For Those Who’s Not In The Picture, I Will Appreciate If You Just F*ck Off..!*-*