Firework Girl..

The street, a couple day earlier.
I pass by in front of You at the street where You selling firework.
Your eyes is on My eyes, in a way that seems to communicate a subtle curiosity,
for a split second We move in slow motion,
You and I, two heart at the same earth. Since that day, You are part of my beautiful memory.

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Tonight is My last time I can come to this street. We couldnt meet again. Thats why I want to met You for the last time. This night is the third time I came by to the street where You sell fireworks, and You're still not there. It's funny how the first time We were at this place then something between us was beginning, but it breaks my heart to know that We are at this same place and that something between Us is now ending.






I was thinking, why am I afraid to lose You when You're not even mine? How do I say goodbye to someone I never really had? Why I miss someone I was never really with? They say follow Your heart, but how can if You never know where is Your heart now. My memory can fade, but not the feeling You made Me feel. Sometimes I wish I had never met You, because then I could go to sleep at night knowing there was someone like You out there. Until this moment, I never understood how hard it was to lose something You never had.

Sigh, I hope there`s a time that We can meet again. Your eyes is on my eyes, two heart at the same earth. Make Me feel those beautiful memory again, but at this time, please don`t go..