A lot of strange things have been going on
Between you and me.
And I'm describing it as "strange"
Because I'm not quite sure what it is.
It's so unrecognizable
so familiar.
From our smiles to our laughter
To the way you held my hand.
From the life we stirred in a humdrum world
To the light we brought to each other's.

When I am with you
I forget about everything else.
The stains of my pain
In my torn up heart
Are overlooked as long as I'm by your side.

I find myself thinking of you every moment of the day
And scribbling your name
A thousand times a day.
Somehow, your essence keeps me living.
And whatever the wound that tortures my soul
The thought of you overwhelms all.

And maybe, I am still afraid to depend on you
But I fear that it's already too late.
And though I know what would happen to me
If heart was dismembered one more time.
I feel you are worth a million deaths.

But for some reason, I'm not too worried
That my heart will be broken again.
I don't think I've ever felt this happy
In a long, long time.