I feel hauted by the night
When I met you.
The first scene of our movie,
The memorie of the first smile,
That I saw on your face.
That face haunting me.
It comes back in my dreams,
I saw it during the day.
That face...
That hope wakeingly beautifil face,
Haunting me every conscious moment.
Even when I'm not with you.
Even when I do know
That maybe you desire anithyng more Than my lonely company.
That face is haunting me.
Even when I'm awake.
And that leads me to relaize:
I didn't do anything, but fell in love.
2023.10.28.
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