The first time I saw you,
My world go round.
Because of your existence,
My life turns into a hunting ground.
But the moment you left,
My heaven turns to torment.
Now, without of your extant,
I’ll be better like flat.
I feel like I’m an equation,
That can never be likened.
Neither be factored nor expand,
Because of my numbers can’t be found.
You’re like a seraph,
That lives in my reverie.
To neither be caress nor perceive.
All I can do is to stir in my fantasy.
I know you can’t ever be with me,
And maybe I’ll be seemed like a fool.
But I’ll still ardor you,
‘Coz you’re my bliss and my vitality.