When the days go by,
Having not heard a single hi,
You gotta ask… is this goodbye?
Yet I continue to hope,
Of course I’m just the new and starting to know,
Uncertain if I’m real or if I’m just a show.
Not minding though the partial silence,
Of which caused by my impatience,
Respect.. I’ll respect whatever the answer,
Either turned away or converse another,
Precious chance I’d hope not to falter,
Last thing I want is a friendship over,
Yeah… friendship first is way better.
No cherry blossoms could compare,
A talk over coffee and stories to share.
-hjsl
