the chime paused let the cards fall from where it should be
And if you had been able to put your eyes on it
Then you would start yearning for it
To make sure not everyone can get there hand on it
You have to be near sighted
The heart you never work the way you like it
I always worry over the same thing
Love is abstract art that is complicated
Whirlpool of emotions refresh the breeze
It's hard to put this feelings into words