Falling In Love
Can we meet again?
You, wearing your black jacket;
Me, empty in mind or thought.
You ask what I want.
I want long hours of chatter.
Know you are happy,
even when I am not.
Can we meet again?
This time, both of us touch each other's souls, holding on and never letting go.
Should a heartbeat book an appointment?
A touch of soul, a set time?
Funny how milk tarts are sweet, but can't tweet.
I'll always call to say goodnight.
I hope your phone can keep voice notes.
One day, my words will matter.
It is not a fling, only that our hearts are still pink.
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