Love story Blurry memories under the moonlight. A unfinished love story of ours waited to be written. But did love existed? Did it finished its story before even starting? Candles and your touches ; raining in the dark You took me with you and kissed my hands. You're my fictional fairytale man;my prince of my dreams A beautiful love story of us waiting to be written. Slow loves and rain, your touches through every pain. Our Unfinished love story silently cried hoping we'll complete it soon. Will we be back? Will our love be completed?