As I set my eyes on you,
I felt the report in heart went through my nerves.
Once or twice glance on your face was enough I didn't need the pain
from falling for you.

I tried to pull my head away I was all in vein.
I spot you strut past my view,
And my heart melted with the feeling and desire and I found something true.
But I couldn't pitch it so loud (you are a darling)

Some days after I could still recall the accent of yours,
clearly as if is my favourite song and is on repeat.
You strut, your physique, uniqueness and your face,
is as clear as of zoomed picture or video.

My brain is as camera and it snapped photos and videos,
so I never forget you
I expected myself to bump unto you by the street,
but I couldn't and so I needed your tens.

My apology, I never wanted to;
but I was forced I couldn't stand the pain I'm feeling from falling for you.
My apology, I could have got them from you.
I'm sorry for a thousand times.