I saw your eyes that day
so focused, so pure, and so much passion
At that very moment
I thought I heard a heartbeat
beating... beating...
drawing closer to mine
and as you stroke that paint brush,
as you breath in a silent way
I can hear nothing but
the beat of your loving heart
beating... beating...
same time with mine
The wind blows my hair
and the yellowish street light
glaze upon your eyes
and I can't stop myself
looking at you, looking at
those sparkling brown eyes
Since then I always wanted
to see you, be near you
hear you, and to talk to you
wondering if you could be mine?
Then one day... you told me
a joke that I can't ever forget...
"kim, I have something to tell you..."
"I love you,... can you be mine?..."
Dreaming is all I have with you, In dreams its possible for us to be together, sharing the purest of love with each other. But reality is... your not mine... and I won't be ever be yours. because maybe ...just maybe the God of love just had a slight mistake in crushing our hearts in a glimpse of that time.