I don't love you,I only love the feeling of loving you.
Meeting,knowing,turning round,missing.Though meeting again,like strangers.
Nervous,shy,eager,unfeeling.Though meeting again,I can't feel any breath of you.
Puzzled,lose,sad,cry.Now,it became prosaic.
Deep red,light purple,deep blue,light yelllow.But the days before,it only had white and black.