Love me like you drink your cup of coffee;
You do, even you’re late for your morning class
See me like I’m a broken glasses window;
You want to fix me, but you afraid to even touch my skin
Call me your furious enemy;
Because by that way, I will never leave your mind and you will never stop talking about me.
Listen to me like I’m a wishing prayer in the middle of stormy night,
Because I will show you how patient I am;
To even wonder the taste of your smile on my lips,
The tender feeling when your eyes only see mine,
When no words can compare with the comfort feeling I felt
When you called me mine.