TS - tolerate it

 Assalamualaikum

Looking at the pink sweater, I never thought I'd go that far. 

You were a different kind of difficult,

Introducing me to weird expectations that should be normal,

But I liked to be different. 

You taught me all sorts of magic, 

I was voluntarily bewitched, and your pretty eyes were close. 

Your one-sided dimple was real, and I was voluntarily bewitched,

Over and over again. 

You told me it was such a chase, me of you. 

And now I got you in my palms, you felt I was full of ignorance,

Rejected your self-knitted flowers, and all your candies of wishes. 

I admitted I was dumb-founded and that I didn't know how to reply,

When I spent hours waiting for your warmth. 

When I spent days wondering where did we go wrong,

Wondering how to hold tight to your strand of gold.

I've always wanted to keep you to me, 

You were another adoration, and unbelievably real.

When you showed me your hands and what you kept in the edge of your most hollow heart, 

I thought it was okay if I were to close my eyes and jump in. 

And they said the first attempt was the easiest.

And what came next would be another sorrow or happiness. 

And what came after this?