 I know the first meeting was a day I still remember (never mind the date). I was sitting on the "platform" when I saw someone's lower extremities. I already knew who it was. I won't say what happened next, but it I've been looking forward seeing him again. When I saw him again, he was outside the place where we gathered before. And on that same day, I saw him again. And I was greeted. Too bad I wasn't able to see him for long. The third day was better. That's all I could write here. If the one dear to me has mutual "thing" reads this, I wonder if he'd be infected with the green-eyed monster. I guess I'd have to sing Hyde's Evergreen to him. ...This scenery is evergreen
You've always been so dear to me...
Music:Hyde - Season's Call |
What was I thinking when I wrote this?