Good things come to those who wait.
I’ve waited for long, for you dear.
Like waiting for a rainbow after a storm, I know you will be here, at the right moment.
Occasionally, I’m thinking of giving up. I get tired of meeting new people who’s not you. Not even close.
But everything happens for a reason, right? The same way we meet the wrong people for the right reasons.
Someday, I will understand…
Why it never worked with anyone else.
Why it failed while it never actually begun.
Why I confessed my love for a person who doesn’t even care a bit.
Why other guys have to date me, but not choose me.
Why I turn down some people.
Why I don’t believe in second chances.
Why I believe in fate.
Why I believe in love.
And why am I still holding on.