"While I look at Your face,
through tears sharing my despair,
hoping we'll manage to repair,
that hurt of actions not just your own disgrace.

Love sounds like an echoing bell,
for it to go silent I cannot bare,
feeling there is little time to spare,
please do tell - it's not a farewell...

And as You look at my face,
I frightfuly brace,
for all that nothing could prepare,
for it today could be the last gaze we share..."

"Swallowed by the snow,
unraveling the unknown,
a fragile trust you bestow,
need for pretence soon to be outgrown.

Slowly threading through the chatter,
rest of the world plays no matter,
gently easing your shyness,
You may now call Me your highness~

But when I feel scared and lost,
deep in waters uncrossed,
hence you're the brightest star above,
I shall follow you - guided by your love.

And as We keep eachother warm,
settled in our new norm,
remember that trust You bestowed?
I will not ever let it erode."

"While you look at My face,
at My very own pace,
I mockingly break that gaze,
as I throw you down that haze.

Seeing more than something to squirm,
urging to give you my care,
as we bond over the moment we share,
hoping there is future long term.

And as I guide You through that fog,
as I laugh and mock,
I look down at Your face,
at Your very own pace."