I saw you once and I couldn't forget how your voice sounds.

We met downtown and you were smiling that time, singing your favorite lullaby.

I still remember how your eyes sparks and your hair flips when the wind blows.

You are like the sun when the morning comes, the only moon among the stars at night.

You're impossible to touch, like some fragile thing I couldn't place inside my pouch.

Unending line that I couldn't reach even when I run a miles.

And then, it hits me.

I'm just a woman in love, looking you from behind.