The blustery winds are howling too early this autumn. Although neither of us expected it happening, the moment our eyes met, baby sparks flew. I heard the fireworks dancing, the chemistry burning, in a world where nothing existed but you and me. Forgetting all the tangles and knots, right there, right then, all I wanted was to be yours. I wanted nothing but my arms around your neck, yours around my waist; I knew time would stop, and things would have gotten too far before we would realise.

It has been a long time since someone has made me feel this way. Those domant butterflies in my stomach were awaken as our conversation struck. I was determined to throw away all my excess mind baggage as I watched your shadow disappearing into the distance. Your smile was subtle but warm, your words reminded me of how it feels to be wanted, cared for. I craved to me in your arms, and for once, I was sure it was not the loneliness speaking.

If only the barriers weren’t there,
if only the sparks were meant to be,
if only there could be you and me.