Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Please Come Out

When I think of you,
my heart skips a beat.

I want to see you,
but you always play hide and seek.

Jumping from one date to another,
you're so full of mystery.

I don't mind if you're 70, 85 or even 100,
heck I like you more if you're 100!

I hope you start with A,
because I don't like other alphabets.

But I'm going to accept you somehow,
because you're a reflection of myself.

You don't have to show yourself to everybody,
just for my eyes only.

Don't be shy,
I've waited too long.

So please pretty please my dear EXAM RESULTS, please come out,
and give my heart some peace.