Somewhere on the mountain terrain of Benguet.
An alien and an earthling unexpectedly met.
Bond of new friendship between them was set.
Like a dreadful poem that's so easy to forget.
If the hands of time turns backwards
and stops on that day when their hearts bind together,
he wouldn't let a single second to be wasted
unless both their worlds share one world forever.
The alien undoubtedly felt a ghost of the moments in the mountains one night.
So he didn't let go of the chance to remember
every spark so he grabbed it tight.
These two neighbors' innocent friendship
evolved to an unrevealed romance.
Their nights had never been absolute
without a slow motion of their unguided glance.
The Martian had even sang harana for the earthling.
And made her feel that she was not dreaming.
Only these foggy windows were their witnesses
and a wall between their rooms which is useless.
Tomorrow that evening was his last on earth.
He hardly left her with just few words on a note.