When it hits me, it hits me hard...

Every single person in this world waits for love in their life.
Some people say love didn't come to them but it was right in front of their eyes.
Some people wait a lifetime for true love.

I should know, I'm still waiting for my true love.

Is it love or infatuation? That is always my contemplation.
But I started believing the confusion is the first sign of falling in love.
And I've learned that to fall in love is a risk everyone should take.

I admit -- I am afraid.

I am afraid that I will fail to see the one who loves me was standing right in front of me.
I am afraid that he will fail to see that I love him in return.
I am afraid that I am waiting too long to tell him how I feel...because it might be too late then.

Every now and then, I wish it was then instead of now.

So that I can finally say...
When I found you, I felt as if my heart found its destination.
I prayed to God to reveal the person who loves me; He revealed you.

Or maybe I've already met him.

Then I'd be telling him...
You have no idea what you do to me.
And even if you did, you'd probably still do it anyway.

Whatever happens.
Wherever he is.
I truly believe I'll know.

He may not be the most attractive, he may not say all the right words, but when I see him, I'll know because he's the one that can make you smile, laugh, and cry all at the same time.