Déjà vu
I'm not really particular when did it happen
Or where did I met you or even saw you
I just knew it's you,you may never remind the scene
But, all I know is that I missed those eyes
I can still commemorate how those eyes made my day
I can't be wrong when I say
"That forehead was the one I ought to kiss first in the morning"
I still remember the feeling when those fingers intertwined mine
I can remember your smile--that glasgow smile I always seek
But until now, I do not know who are you
I once saw your photo when I am streaming down the line
Delving am I in strict phase but your being can't be forgotten by my synapses even in a minute time
Then I muttered,"How can a photo make me so insane?"
Thus, I came to a theory that maybe you're someone from my past
Reincarnation at its finest
Maybe I am not really a sapiophile or whatever I call myself
Maybe I just branded myself as such to free my mind from a stupefied imagery
Or maybe not.
Maybe, I'm right.
Or where did I met you or even saw you
I just knew it's you,you may never remind the scene
But, all I know is that I missed those eyes
I can still commemorate how those eyes made my day
I can't be wrong when I say
"That forehead was the one I ought to kiss first in the morning"
I still remember the feeling when those fingers intertwined mine
I can remember your smile--that glasgow smile I always seek
But until now, I do not know who are you
I once saw your photo when I am streaming down the line
Delving am I in strict phase but your being can't be forgotten by my synapses even in a minute time
Then I muttered,"How can a photo make me so insane?"
Thus, I came to a theory that maybe you're someone from my past
Reincarnation at its finest
Maybe I am not really a sapiophile or whatever I call myself
Maybe I just branded myself as such to free my mind from a stupefied imagery
Or maybe not.
Maybe, I'm right.
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