The air is crisp like the summer morning mist.
The sunset is gentle against my face.
I stand in the wet grass,
With the sharp steal fence bars between my fingertips.
It's not cold enough to shiver,
but I see the beauty of my breathe hits the air.
The music in my ears..opens up my eyes to what I see.
The beauty of the sunset,
Shines gracefully in the pit of my eyes..
The crocked trees gives me a sense of lost and misunderstood thoughts,
of the people you don't look close enough at.
I sing along to the music that I hear,
I see only the things I want...
agnoring all the others,
What I see is the beauty of what you left me with.
Cause everytime I look through these eyes,
All this in front of me reminds me of you.
Im in love with you.
If you feel the same or not.

To the one who doesn't love me back....
The one that does not know that my love exsists.
I want to.