Thousand hours and more, have we passed together, at times days and nights, at times its just dozens of messages and hours of calls
Silly, is what you feel first by keeping these feelings for me, grateful, is what i really feel, though often i can't express it properly
Inexperienced, is what i've always been, till you come and takes me flying into one experience and another, and another, and another
A paper, and ink, is what sometimes we use to express our feeling, as it tried their best to preserve our memories, i will try my best to preserve our feelings, whatever we have to face in the future
Sometimes i made you want to cry, sometimes i made you bored, sometimes i made you feared riding motorcycle with me, i really feared that would made you change your mind about me
Thousand times, i can go back in time and i believe it'd still end up with you next to me, i believe it
Infinitely and happily, are what we hope this to be, definitely and surely, we will make it be
:)
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