• Every time, once I see your face, I see it as an adventure; an adventure of all your laughters, your life, and you

    I can't wait for the ride of the train

    But I'm afraid of the engine; the engine holding me back

    I want to stride; but the conductor is stopping me

    Sometimes, I feel as if the ride is worth it or not

    How would the passengers feel?

    When I see your sight, are you feeling the smoke?

    How can I know? What can I do?

    The ride is almost over and I don't know where your going

    Hopelessly gone..