in the rain holding hands,
hugging and smiling,
wishing for this not to really have an end.

the rain drops on your cheeks,
slowly slowly fade away,
and your wet hair and your sparkly hazel eyes
is what keeps me not to look away.

i'm so jealous already, seeing you standing there
makes me wonder,
"how fast did I get so lucky?"
"what would i do if i see  you with someone else?"
i would cry inside, smile outside and tell them how lucky they are.

it's just my life is another life,
my smiles and happiness are all different,
my heart betas faster than usual,
my butterflies are more hype,
these all started when you came into my life.

i sometimes feel selfish,
but it's not my fault it's yours.
it's you who's the perfect one.
it's you,
who made me forget,
who made me love,
who made me fall,
and was there to not let me hit the wall.
it's always you, everything has always being you.
you are the one reason of my spirits to write.
without you, there is no love.
without you, there nothing for me to write about.
without you there is no word for me to rhyme.

-Mila