Swirling wind brought us by chance,
and I can't take my eyes, bedazzle
at you. My hands are sweaty, goose
bumps all over me, heart pumping.
Ah, I can't perceive that feeling.
I'm a fool to rush in, not knowing
who you are, yet I'm so in love
with you. Destiny, has its own way,
and suddenly, our paths split in the
road of conflicted relationship.
Time to let go, our eyes speak what
our hearts whisper. Rain clouds, poured
painful tears, as we parted our way.
Heavy heart in forlorn, no words except
tears, no traces of love after the downpour.
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