I love the feeling,
When I'm hit by the wind,
It's cool and it's chilling,
When I'm hit lying by the sea.
I could do with a drink,
But I'm not thirsty for it.
And not the tastiest bite,
Even interests me for now.
All I truly desire,
Is to be by my lover.
Having good time,
Just like the others.
But that's not gonna be,
Though I wish it will,
Because he's far away,
In a different city, he's left for a trip.
As much as I need him,
I feel the world needs him more,
And if I should stop to love him,
I'll try but only love him more.
I know he loves me,
He did say he loved me!
Will he ever reciprocate this feeling?
I can't keep from thinking.
Oh my little heart!!
How long shall you ponder,
About my lover,
Who is a Traveller.
Her fingers writes about her lover