Disoriented

Disoriented. The word best describes how I am feeling right now. After a few weeks, a lot of things have changed. Even I got surprised of how things turned out. In a short span of time, I took a leap from being a stranger to someone close.

I don't usually give meaning to friendly gestures, but I know that there is more than that going on. Friends go out, but they don't get intimate. As people say, you don't know what's going to happen, it just happens. Things were a bit surprising and quite frankly, I am happy about it. I never realized that you'd feel something for me. I wasn't special, I was no different, but you see things on a different point of view.

I want to confirm, but I don't want to complicate things, not now that you have your own priorities. I want everything to happen when you are ready, when both of us have settled all of our own issues. I am willing to wait until that day comes, until the day that you can say yes.

But, no matter how good things turned out to be, there is a bad side to everything. I am caught between a fine line of love and friendship. I can't lose a friend, and I can't lose you.

Heck, I can help people figure out their own problems, but I can't solve my own. No matter how good conversations turn out, I know that there's a gap;  a small crack that will eventually break down if not given attention, and I want to fix this. I am doing my best, but I wish that you can hold on for just a bit longer. As for me, I will be waiting until the day comes that everything is alright, and I can be with you forever.