Not so different
yet so strange,
Not so old,
yet something new
this is not first time I'm getting those Butterflies,
this is not first time i look through the car window and smile while listening to my favourite music.
this feeling is familiar.
I've seen clouds converting into rain before
too.
I lie awake under sky ignoring the beautiful star constellations, lost in a name.
I've done all this before too, but I've never seen someone doing exactly as me.
this is not first time I'm in love but this time i am being loved too.