Here, there, and everywhere.
Here..
I’ll rewrite your name in my personal book
Spelling out each of the letters of your name that alive in every veins of mine
Then, I’ll see you smiling while capture me who’s hold a book
Nearest of our small lovely garden, you captured me in your own way
Then, we’ll both hear a tiny beautiful voice come up from inside our sweet nest called ‘home’
A small version of me in her pinkish flowy dress running to you
Our tiny flower laughing into us
I am home..
There..
You’ll see me laughing in every old jokes that you try to throw into me since back then
You listened to our own tiny flower the way like how you listened to me
You clinging your hands thru her long prettiest hair
Is this even real?
And everywhere..
I’ll write the stories of our tiny flower
And I’ll write the stories of our own sweet nest that surrounds with my favorite fleurs
To more 20 years from now..
With 20 times celebrating our 20th of June
In 20 years of how long I’ve been with you..