Not so different yet so strange, Not so old, yet something new this is not first time I'm getting those Butterflies, this is not first time i look through the car window and smile while listening to my favourite music. this feeling is familiar. I've seen clouds converting into rain before too. I lie awake under sky ignoring the beautiful star constellations, lost in a name. I've done all this before too, but I've never seen someone doing exactly as me.
this is not first time I'm in love but this time i am being loved too.