Eyes

But... what their eyes can not see...
Is how pretty you look to me...

One day this curse will end. One day, any day, someday...
It's strange to hold the hatred. But it feels good. I know it's stupid to get happy just by knowing I will see you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It's always stupid.

But let's enjoy while there's stupidness.

And then I smile as your enter the door.
I hope you never leave. And if I focus enough, you never do. You're always here.

I wonder, how would it feel to hug you?

Watching the sun... watching the snow...

Sigh...