Your dark bedroom I searched for love in.
in your bed seemed so familiar
even though I couldn’t understand why…
You were in the other room/place while I was with him
Our story hadn’t even begun.
If no one does anything to make things happen, nothing will and opportunities can pass by quickly for that particular moment.
I laugh at the innocence of my curiosity of your house closets.
How I always felt a strange home like feeling in your presence.
I hold on… and won’t let go~