I'm a Dreamer

I'm a Dreamer 

Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 14th April 2014, Monday, 9:48 p.m.-10:33 p.m., thinking of someone, only sitting in my cousin's room in Marsiling Dr, Singapore 

So the door I knocked, 

And you opened; 

So the door you knocked, 

And I opened. 

I made sure I appeared, 

Though late I was near;

I felt ignored but cheered,

First meet up wasn't weird.

Coffee or tea?

Or me?

Did we see?

Eyes meet?

Half an hour,

All that matters;

Time the power,

Even blood rushes.

Speed talking,

Speed drinking;

Go on working,

Go on walking.

My card with him,

My sincerity;

My poetry,

My soul singing.

Chatting continued,

Interlude;

Shifts distribute,

Quite a mute. 

Came then the day,

Planned real ahead;

Anticipate,

Participate. 

At the station he came,

Helmet on my head;

I wasn't afraid,

Hello again. 

What a beautiful place!

Welcomed with grace;

I left a trace,

A night a race. 

My left knee,

The movie;

His TV, 

His programming. 

Sports, 

Thoughts;

Touch, 

Couch. 

Air condition, 

A little broken;

We still cuddle,

Are we a couple?

New,

Flew;

Grew,

Mew. 

First kiss was deep,

All intense and sweet;

Painful but I took it,

I was ready for him. 

I just wonder,

My number;

He commented,

I was saddened. 

I woke up thrice,

I bled big time;

If only I had ice,

I peed but fine.

I disturbed him,

He couldn't sleep;

Yet he was snoring,

Please accept my apology. 

Breath,

Rest;

Math,

Chest. 

Alarm rang,

I sprang;

Kissed and sang,

Shared juice and a cab.

My day to work,

He made a call;

Never been here before,

Will there be second at all?

Taxi outside,

Smooch upright;

Hurry inside,

How fast that night!

Who am I to him?

Is he my bliss?

He wouldn't reply me,

Whispers of miss. 

After that,

He left;

For his ex,

How could I relax?

He travels next,

Will we meet again?

Birthdays a complex,

Will pass although rain. 

I'm a record in his history,

Am I still his mystery?

Does he want me? 

Does he love me?

Liking isn't enough,

I know he won't bluff;

I believe in time,

Let's see if our songs rhyme.

Does he feel me?

I'm cold and chilling;

Maybe he's packing,

Maybe he's flying. 

A change of profile pic,

It's not that I wanna mimic;

I just want love romantic,

With humor and tactic. 

He scolded me,

For being me;

I know I'm lengthy,

I know you're busy.

Last but not least,

Carrying your smell with me;

Your shirt around my body,

Will there be an actual real feast?