You and Me

Sometime years ago, we met in a place In a gloomy alley of maze Groping you are in the dark You grabbed my arm and yark I wondered who you are? Still you pulled me in and hugged me Scared of the dark you are But I understand and stood like a bar Then you pushed your body away from me Saying you're sorry for clobbering me "That's fine," I said I asked your name and said, "I wish to have somebody like you!" I blushed because I felt what's inside of you I gave you my name and you gave me yours Since then, we never parted like oars. "HAPPY VALENTINE'S Everyone!" (Prosebite)