A stranger's love came in slowly,
the day an angel came down and spoke to me...
I thought you can hear me
i guess it's me who hear...
It's something about the way
you look into my eyes...
I see those tears your trying to conceal
As they seep from your weary eyes...
Sometimes, you tell me of your dreams:
Distant, yet vivid enough...
Sometimes hearts connect
for reasons we don't yet know...
No one really knows
The reason you're so bad...
My tummy explodes
with colourful fireworks of giggles...
The chair
the bed...
People will always have expectations of us,
we can never change that...
I long for you, subtle stranger
familiar stranger...
Gratitude evinced by these words.
Enthralled by the might of my reverie...