Yeah, today I met him, feeling lucky.
Yet, I can’t get close to him, even for once.
If I do, I won’t let him see me directly.
If he do so, and yet not conscious that I am here,
Thinking of him, looking at him, and call out for him,
I won’t let him know it.
I’ll give him the looks that uncommon people shared from me
When I see them
Not like the commoners I see and I look at
Because
I want to hide it, yet I want to tell
And, afraind of the outcome,
I’ll keep it with me
Rather than telling you
My dear
As long as I know this feeling
Shall I be fine
Yet, we will always meet
Throughout our course
And we’ll see
Whether my heart will change
Or you’ll be taken
Or I’ll be broken
That is,
For future to answer
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