#8

Saturday night again.

I know these emotions are fading away, but I'm still staying inside the mess of my memories about that night.

A Saturday night in the past, you and me in a room we can never call it "our room". I didn't care much about your feelings. Just made sure that we both got the emotion that kept us together whole night long.

And my feelings, I threw them away right at the moment I felt your face. Cheeky boy, I told myself, yeah I loved the way I was feeling your face. I kissed your cheeks, left and right. You were very cute. Should I get a cute boy in my life, must he be you.

My boy, tonight is Saturday night, I miss you, but there's no rain like the night I call "ours".


I know it’s crazy, but you still can touch my heart.
And after all this time you think that I wouldn’t feel the same.
But time melts into nothing, and nothing's changed.