The lightning pierced through the window Reminds me of how you and i met. I started counting the seconds. One, two, three, four, five-
You are a lightning. An unexpected arrival, blinding I can't help but close my eyes six, seven, eight, nine, ten-
You are a strike of light, Temporarily stays, then you're gone Even before i open my eyes eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.
The thunders roared, An idea strucked into my mind. The gap between the lightning and thunder, Is like the gap of you and me.
The place of sky's turmoil is far from where i stay. And so are you, Far and unreachable from where i am.
My teacher said that if the thunder took long to roar after the lightning happened, the site of the light and sound are far from where we are. As light travels faster than the sound.