My favorite hello

Remember our first hello?
The sunshine was lost in your hair,
the moment when our eyes met
there was nothing special about it
but sometimes I feel like I lost myself there.

You would say, they are eyes just like millions of others,
and yet my heart only trembled from your look,
my hands only searched for yours when I was lost in the darkness,
you were the first person I would think of
every morning and every day since I met you.

I know I never told you I loved you,
I've never told you - you were the wound I would complain about,
that emptiness inside me that was giving me nightmares...

I never told you that I loved it when you were holding my hand,
without special reason,
when you would lay on my knees and smile
like I was your angel to guide you through darkness.

I would only tell you some common stuff,
like- I want you to be always happy,
or I would wish you good night and good morning,
and would hope you would call me when you are drunk,
I would share my favorite song, hoping it will be yours favorite too.

Maybe, I would believe happy endings existed,
maybe you would hear the song from the chords of my little heart,
maybe one day...
Maybe our eyes would meet again in a crowded room,
but we will be all alone,
you will take my hand in yours
and we will travel on the moonlight shine.

Maybe I would be your favorite hello,
oh maybe, maybe, maybe...
Do you listen this despair from my heart?
Take my hand, let's go,
let's create the emptiness for us - two,
like you were mine and I was your,
One soul splitted in two bodies...