passion has a right time and place to come. at least it was this way with him. knowing him since last year made little to no difference to me; undeniably his moony eyes made my knees feel like j e l l y, but i never thought i would ever see him again. it didn't matter at that time.

now i see; i had to go through a hard time. i had to be all by myself and, of course, it made me almost] ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ lose my mind, but i was supposed not to fall for him at that time.

well, summer came. with it, new experiences and memories. i got different.

i don't know how. it feels like a blink of an eye, and everything got really warm. and then, there he was again. fate made my day-by-day become close to his, and that meant i had no escape but looking at his eyes in a different way than before, that i never did with anyone else.

i'm not the one to blame. i swear i wasn't looking for anyone. it's just that silly smile and cotton-candy-like aura dazzled me for life. swimming through the clouds could never compare to being close to him.

i nosedived to him.

talking now seems so out of this world, like all planets have finally aligned and seem fine with each other; like nothing bad could ever happen in this world, like nothing could ever stop the bridge-driving with all its energy spread from both of us.

and i know. deep down, i know it.

i know he feels it.

the synergy when we are together is nothing like anything i've ever felt before. it's almost touchable because it's so intense.

crashing never felt so warm.

but i wonder what would it be like to feel the warmth that spreads all over his body, to touch and be touched and be electrified and almost mortified just to open my eyes and see it's all true and it never felt so good.