When love arrived at my home,
I saw you in front of my door.
Your eyes that speaks with beauty and grace;
Those humors and laugh and smiles on your face—
When love arrived,
I've seen galaxies of personalities,
And learned the ways of crossing those boundaries,
But when love arrived at your home,
You saw her at your doorstep instead,
And spoke to her eyes with beauty and grace,
And made her laugh
through those humors
to see smiles on her face;
You've seen the galaxies of her personality,
You made a way to cross that boundary;
And when love stayed on your vicinity,
You knew that you've found her.
You didn't even saw me at her back,
Standing at another door,
In front of yours.
Love mistakenly knocked at mine—
And we opened at the same time;
And as you steal my never ending stares—
Someone else have stolen yours.