In that exact second-my eyes caught you.
You-the familiar back of yours.
.
.
In that room full of people passing by-
The months i suffered without seeing you-
.
.
I froze
i ran, ran, ran,
but heaven knows,
i will never reach you-no matter how hard i try.
How close you are to me-
distance is not the problem.
Your heart is.
After all,
i knew it.
All that months have I slipped your mind once?
.
.
I want to see you.
