You have coolness.
I saw it in your eyes.
You have warm.
I feel it with your touch.

You maintain your calmness.
But I know your fears.
You are so gentle with anyone.
It is difficult to know the difference.

I am afraid to ask,
and to know the answer.
What is in between us?
What am I to you?
What are we?

I was enthralled by the reddish moon blazed as it moved into the earth's shadow to conquer heaven, and I was completely at ease to gaze upon its light.
However, it is obscured by a thick cloud until it vanishes, which results in complete darkness.
My heart kept on yearning to see it again as my love continuously swung by the wind until it reached the sky.
Eagerly anticipating, at the right time, the upcoming eclipse.

One of my classmates told me, "Why are you always on their backs?"
"Why are you always following them and they were going, laughing without thinking of you?"
"Do you still belong to the group?"
"Are you okay to be like that?"
That'***** me hard. I don't respond since, within me, it's all true.