I am electrified as I touch her hand,
I wonder if I’m not yet consciously dead,
Her eyes never looked to anybody but me.
I surrendered my life just to get in here,
The place where I can thoughtfully feel her skin,
A rose, alive, and inimitably red.
Yeah, I don’t care if she has somebody else,
I only ever dream to hold her softest hand,
Hopelessly astounded when it touches mine.
This relationship is unfathomable,
No one ever saw us walking together,
Conspicuously pressing each other’s heart.
Tomorrow is a mirror of today,
Evanescent days never come back to me,
Only memories bloomed fragrant from today.