Mr Mysterious

It was the same look that took my breath away.
That silent look. I heard your voice once. Just once.

Still, you stayed that silent figure that swallowed my being. Mr. Mysterious, I used to call you.




The same time, the same class room, and the same look in your eyes. Mr. Mysterious stood there.

Were you waiting for me? Or were I imagining. I longed to that moment, to be swallowed in your eyes.

Sweet days of innocence ...
How shy I used to be, and how pure. I remember the butterflies you caused. I remember my cheeks burning under your gaze. I feared you would see through how I felt. How weak.

That silent look, once again, after those years, were able to cast their spell upon me, once again.

You lost some weight and looked even younger. How did I look to you? I grew older. Colored with make up. Did I lose that innocence? Does it show?

Am not that plain innocent girl I once were.

I wanted to cross my arms and hide my soul. Its my soul that i feel will break free. It longs to the warmth of those memories. Sweet

My Stranger,
Heard his voice once.

My Stranger,
My Mysterious,
Don't steal it once again.

Why you? After all this time
you came back.
To break through,
Again.