It's your name, your face, your messy hair I remember. It's your fluttered words, your theories, your weather-of-the-day to keep me going. It's your never-ending wonder, flickering eyelids, unanswered questions of all-things that make me thinking.
Tell me how to get lost in such ocean of beautiful thoughts.
Tell me how to be ready and help me to clear my doubts.
Because love sparks once again,
hovering over the turbulence of my dream.
And I have nowhere to run this time,
but to the infinite miles within your arms.