Dear stranger
What game is this that we are playing?
It seems like you're the northern lights, for I rarely get the chance to see you anymore.
It seems that my mind agreed that you are after all just an obsession.
It's been 2 months since I saw your angelic smile, and I've been wondering if ever I'll be the reason why.
My mind has been making up more of those silly fantasies, for they have become my favorite past time.
I think I've gone crazy, for I don't even know you name, and I think I've gone crazy, for it was just a glance my way.
I get it now how, you've managed to hold my soul, for I believe not in love, neither do I feel anything anymore.
I believe it was your charm, oh that's all it could be, for nothing could've captivated my lonely soul.
I wonder if I'll ever be free from your spell.
Days and days are passing by, my journal is being filled by the boy with golden eyes.
I think I'm wasting pages.
