The first time I saw you in the back window. All around me stopped and I felt the love in my heart. I do not care if this is just a dream as long as I can feel it. A moment when I met you is all that I have. But at that time I could not stop. I knew I should have turned. As someone who is accustomed to waiting, I used to cry. Flower will never bloom in my dark and charred heart. Only the empty wind fills my cold and closed heart.
