It is, thus foolish, in being limerent
Staying in the unknown
Pretending to be indifferent
Bridges are not built only from one end
Feelings are need to be made known

But love is not about winners nor losers,
Love is an action that ties hearts together
It is a bridge that bring people closer
Love is the string which tethers
Two people to each other

Truth is, I am afraid.
Confessing keeps me full of dread.
It feels better to keep my heart in the closet
No losses, if no one confess
As game theory suggests

Unbeknownst to me, more strings link us.
Ties that I hope to weave to a thread that will bind us
May this thread be made into a tapestry,
Full of our joys, tears, and laughter;
And thus writing more pages in our book hereafter.

A cookie that, unknowingly, tie us both to the motherland.
Upon hearing thy story,
My heart jumps in excitement,
Finding I'm not alone in this foreign land.
There is someone I can connect to.
Someone I hope to become my friend.