Used to see you through a mirror, a mirror that speaks a thousand words. Once a week, one hour per meet. The time spent is so short, but thats all I need. I always hold my breath when I watch you go. I held my breath, and in my head, counted seconds. It's a fantasy where I pretended that for each second I didn't breath, God would grant me another day with you.

Will it come true?

I hope so..

In the presence of the cold-hard dance floor, all I can do is wait, or dance perhaps. Don't wanna stop it, not gonna stop it. The toilet door says 'taken', but so what? I'll bash through it if needed.

You said accept my past IF you want my future.
Sure thing, no hesitation required.

You said I can't give you anything,
Then I'll give you everything.

You asked what do you see in me?
I said your brown eyes, and your straight long hair, and your sweet smile.
Nothing complicated, Nothing..

What's controlling my heartbeat?
My heart?
Not anymore..