9th: Sensation

What should I do?

When I can't stop thinking of you.

I don't understand what I feel,

But one thing for sure is, my heart was steal.

We supposed to be that best enemy,

But surprisingly, we become beasty.

No wonder how and why,

Because you speak to me like you're not shy.

We have an age gap,

But it doesn't matter, you already get the map.

In my heart that brim of despondent,

You are there and that's not an accident.

I don't know if it is right,

But at least for the last time I sight.

I feel I am loved,

Even thought in the past, I am unloved.