You were lost from my arms,
Oh, dear one I was scared to find you from those walls.
Where did you come from?
In the night sky flying from above,
Wearing an unstitched suit and a tie ready to fall,
Should I fall for you too?
Or should I wait for your mother’s permission?
Cause I see the darkness crying,
Craving for you to come!
In my eyes, there is a hazel brown word,
This colour is so rare and untouched!
But I want you to touch it with your heart,
As it would be the purest form of love.
I want to end the tale that started with you,
But for you, I would end myself too.