How could you ever so fixated on it? He asked me once.
I don’t know, I said, she is gorgeous. I guess that is all.
But you’ve been spent hours here just to stare at it, have you not?
I looked at my watch and replied, three hours and twenty seven minutes.
See.. No one ever do that. He said.
Someone does, and you’re looking at him. I smiled without taking my eyes off of her.
He went quiet for a while and stared at her for a minute or so.
Whatever, I’m going home. And he did without waiting for my reply.

I was left alone with her. She had finally becoming mine alone.
She is magical. She is the mystery everyone needs to solve.
She is cold knowing that she’s beautiful. She has the right to do that.
I would never mind her cold shoulder.

I’ve lost the track of time every time I’m with her.
Not that time was something I should hunt, but to people around me, time is gold.
And some nights, I would lost a lot of gold, just to accompanied her.
But it was all right. The price was too cheap to pay for something I could never buy; her beauty.

I love the silence we shared. I stared at her and she would stared back without uttering a word.
It was enough for me. More than enough in fact.
And I don’t care what people called me. I just want her.
How could they missed her when she shines brighter than any star?
How could they not acknowledge her charm?
How could they taken her for granted?
It was out of my comprehension. I could not understand them.
But it was all right. I shared her with no one.
Maybe I should thank them for not seeing her true value. I think I should.

I smiled to her, knowing the fact that we were alone.
The night was ours. And we had time to do whatever we want.

Oh I love how she caressed every inch of me in silence.
I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment.
Even with my eyes closed I could picture her perfectly fine inside my head.
I felt we became one. We became a new creature never existed before.

But time is cruel. It would not tolerate any fairytale.
And there came my time to go.
I didn’t want it. Never asked for it. But I had to.
Reluctantly I stood up, stared at her with my last seconds, and turned my back on her.
The parting scene never failed to break me.
And I was always be the one to pick myself up. I had to just to see her the next night.
The sky regained its light and people started to move as if they were solar powered.
I looked up and think of her. Oh how I missed her.
The waiting was excruciating.

People moved. Time moved. Only she stayed in my mind, unwavered from the world.
I wished to just sleep in the day time. Which was impossible.
I was being foolish blinded by love. Oh I love her so.

And that day, I tried my hardest not to feel the agony of waiting. It was tough.
But it paid well. Night came unnoticed. I stopped whatever I was doing and ran to her.
She was there to greet me with her abundant love enough for both of us.