Every glimpsemakes a poetry, With no words to express, Sometimes, it tells the story.
Never did I imagine That I'll write you a love song, Then words meet their infinity Until I wasn't able to count every page ripped.
And when my heart was about to drown, Even in dreams, I had some thoughts of you -- Of you, telling me to fly, Head held high To see glitters of blued sky.
And so I asked the Author, "Is this true love?" "Is it worth waiting for?"
Seeing you Is a picture of my future. Being with you Would be an ultimate mixed emotions, I waited for too long, Until the ending became a new beginning.
And if it's really love, Never would I want to unlearn it. It's more than just crazy emotions, More than feelings disguised.
With this, my faith says, "I trust the Author, And that makes me love you more. I love you coz He first loved me."