And It Beats The Second Time Around

And so I thought it will never breath again.
That the one's flat would again get aired once more.

I am thankful for your presence.
When he said that we can make it MORE, I was thinking of you.
I am finding myself requesting for you.
Because I want you.

You know what, we've been to the same place.
I still remember the very first time I met you.
So arrogant.
So prideful.
Then the next time, you were there listening when I was teaching.
I dont know if you remembered me that day.
But you, I remember you.
I was asking myself, "hmmm napansin nya kaya ako?"

Then, time and situations allowed us to meet closer.
Ohh, that conversation.
How passionate you were while sharing to me what the Lord impressed to you.
I wish that would never end.

I was happy when you asked me to have your shades.
It was cool right?
The spot you became so much gentle to me, it was precious then.
Sometimes when I ride in the UV, I remember the time you shared your other side.

I hated December for some reasons.
But you have given me chance to forgive it.
Thank you for the memories of December.

I like you.
I like your humor, your style, your maturity and being the best kuya in the world.
I envy your friends because they have you.
But I, I am just looking from afar.
Yes, we are okay. We are fine.
But sometimes I am afraid getting closer.
Because I fear of being hurt again.

I like you, man.
And if it pleases the Lord that I have you to add up to my joy, I am so much grateful.
Thank you for your presence.
That through you, I have loved again.