VII.
I hear someone singing in the middle of the night.
It's a boy.
His voice is angelic.
I'm only half awake.
I stood up.
I walked towards my window.
I looked out.
The window directly in front of mine is open.
But I don't see anyone inside the room.
I listened and listened.
Closing my eyes.
I hate this part paper hearts and I'll hold a piece of yours
Don't think the I would just forget about it
Hoping the you won't forget...
My eyes are still close.
Until I heard a camera snapping a picture.
I opened my eyes.
And I saw my neighbor holding his camera.
He smiled and pulled down his curtains.
My heart is beating too fast.
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