MY heart does what it likes,
It falls in love on its own, before I come to know
It stays in love cos it wants to,
and falls out of love when its done.

Between the time I got to your gate
and the moment you came out felt like,
I was waiting for my HIV test result.
I remembered vividly your first words,
"at last we meet"

I had difficulties breathing
cos the little body contacts at the back of taxi,
was taking my breath away.
Speaking for my client and speaking for myself,
was a decision to make.

Listening to the melody from the organist
and looking into those your pretty eyes as we eat,
was the strangest thing I've ever felt.

Parting after 120minutes,
felt like a child whose mouth
was forcefully removed from the mother's breast.
It was a warm handshake at first,
but a passionate hug for bye bye.

Sweet nostalgia and beautiful fantacies
had been conflicting in my poor head,
driving me crazy all day long.
I wish this my selfish and self-centred heart,
will come to understand and also believe that,
I CANT HAVE YOU.