my street life

you gave me something i don't have... you gave me something to think about, something to carry with me... in my heart... you smiled, when you look at me... it was priceless...

i wonder will i ever see it again... will i see the sincere smile again from that heart...?

kinda cold today... it was nice being with you in the same place but in a different room... never once i stop stealing a look at you... you still the same, just that we are different now...

i wonder have i ever come across your mind...?