This is Why I Like Him

It's not like I've never seen his type,

But it's not like his type is common either.
Still, there's something about him,
and it's enough to keep me noticing.

He's not the only one I keep an eye out for.
I am a naturally curious person who seeks the interesting.
But of all those whom I take notice of,
He's one out of few that can keep me interested.

There's still so much I do not know
About him, I just can't help but be curious.
And with every new addition to what I know of him,
My fascination just keeps on growing.

What exactly does he have that holds me?
What is it about him that keeps my attention?
What makes my eyes follow him?
What makes me drawn to him?

I guess it's in the way he talks to me.
I'm not exactly a talker, not one who can do it casually,
But when it comes to him, when it's him I'm talking to,
I find myself responding so naturally, so easily.

I guess it's the way he smiles.
The way it just looks so adorably cute on him.
The way I always see him with it.
The way it's just so genuine, so real, so true.

I guess it's in the way he acts.
How he can make me laugh with his little antics.
How we can both be quiet at times and it doesn't seem awkward at all.
How he doesn't brag, doesn't show off, but even when quiet, he's just so awesome, so out of this world.

I guess it's just that it's so easy for him to be himself.
And this is why I like him,
but I will never tell..
No, he will never know.

The Silent Martyr

All this feelings I have for you,

I keep them all inside.

I have no intention at all, to ever let you know of them,

Because I know it will make no difference.

Unrequited, that is what my feelings are.

Nothing more, and nothing less.

But I do not hold that in grudge against you,

And not even to the one who holds your heart.

Rather I will not utter one word of it,

Even when the time comes

That my heart will fall and shatter like before.

Like it did for all the other men....

I tell myself, I'm used to it.

Used to my feelings unreturned.

But who am I trying to fool?

Other people might believe it, but not me, not my heart.

And thus is why I keep this all to myself.

Much has happened to me already.

My silence will not be in vain,

Atleast, this is how I console myself.

I am so pathetic, ain't I?

Ruled too much by my own emotions,

They say these could be one's strength,

But why does it seem otherwise for me?...

Perhaps, someday, there will come a time to tell you.

But not now, and I sincerely hope it won't be soon.

Because I see it as irrelevant,

To risk such friendship by such unnecessary episodes.

So my lips will be sealed til that day.

I am in content to just be your friend who cares more than you'll ever know.

I guess, such is the fate of a person

Who is one with Loneliness, itself...