I still vividly imagine how;

You were surrounded with swirling color,
When you stood in the middle of rainfall;
Not minding that its still in the afternoon
And all I could mutter was, "Beautiful."

And d'you remember when,

You're playing like a child in a public shower?
Just simply enjoying the falling cold water;
While not minding everyone's whisper.
It's "Candid," and 'twas all I could utter.

Especially that moment when,

You've given the starry sky your full attention,
As you close the book you'll finish later on
While shutting your eyes for appreciation.
And all I could utter was, "What a turn on."

Ah, yes,

Smiling is your way for your scars to heal
Always thanking every bits of love you feel
While empathizing to every relation that would fail
Yet all I could asked you was, "Are you even real?"

…

But you just smiled and said, "Back on the title."