in the early winter morn i go by skipping over the pebbles, singing a sweet melodious tune, thinking about how we met that day~
it's all a blur now but sweet moments stay in my little heart, might be difficult to accept the truth and get to know that you have already moved away and faded into the thick fog~
walking and walking through the park i saw a similar silhouette, that very same shoulder, very same hair colour, very same aura surrounding~
i did not believe my eyes AND OUR EYES MET, i felt like a tornado inside me, all topsy turvey, the burning desires crept inside me~
oh i didn't believe my own self, it was difficult seeing you with no-one just like me, waiting for THE ONE~
engulfed in my own little utopia, i bumped into the dry snow covered cherry blossom tree, and there you laughed~
i won't say that i didn't miss your laugh, but it sure made me realise that i didn't know that your voice had become hoarse due to age~
ouch! i said, AND OUR EYES MET, comfortable silence surrounding us, a sweet moment was shared with us, but we still wait for the one~
AND, OUR EYES MET~~~~~~
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