what have the world done in it’s past
to deserve someone as beautiful as you living inside it?

why does my mom never mention the details,
about the prince she told me in every bed time stories.
whether he has a pair of laying silkworm eyebrows,
that he raise whenever he sings.

whether his piercings would dim weakly,
as its defeated by his bright blinding smile.
and if the prince got this little habit
of bringing the hand closer to his mouth,
as if he’s afraid someone would steal his precious laugh.

I grew up wondering in my teenage days
whether the stories were about you
as i’ve been longing for your presence
ever since I heard my very first fairytale

I like to dream of the day
I finally will be able to see you

But I feel like what we have now
is a dream
that I don't want to get out of;
a dream where I can continue
loving you without you knowing
I ever did

And what if we did meet one day in the future?
And what if you never saw me the way I saw you?
That is a reality i don't want to reach
―I'd rather be stuck in this dream alone,
no matter how lonely and one-sided this love is

You're just as close as my nose bridge
That my eyes can always reach
But my lips can never kiss

As the light shuts i shall continue
begging the sun not to come up soon,
i haven't finished telling the moon everything–
i wanted to tell you.
Begging the morning not to claim me so fast
‘cause when I sleep
I enjoy seeing your vivid figure
from the back of my eyelids.
Begging the time to stop ticking,
as i fear it’s sound
might just bring us further.

Then i hear the wind blowing the whisper,
asking me how long will i keep on doing this
I asked him back “how long does forever take?”
‘cause I’m planning to give you eternity

There are oceans between you and me,
We are thousands of miles away.
You're very hard to see,
Yet I long for you everyday.

I wait for the day I get to see you,
Face to face we will meet.
Everything: I'm willing to do,
Just to hear your heart beat.

There is practically no distance that can cure this feeling i had for you.
Not even the miles, lands or galaxies,
not even the reality.