Yeah , I had drawn her in my mind
in last December rain,
with the icy cold shivering hands,
with my blue fountain.
I met her the next December and my portrait was beautiful.
May be everything around
But I just couldn't see the full.

Wish we had known its red for us and stopped.

But..... But I met her again beyond the Red Cross.

If it happens once it wont happen again.
If it happens twice it will surely happen the third time
And gross.