A comfortable distance.
Slowly moving to an unbeatable feeling inside.
The lights he gave her.
Slowly turning her into gold.
With every single move he makes,
Slowly spinning her world.
She's been growing with those. Something you don't even care about.
Something people might throw.
It's not big deal. But a whole world for her.
She wishes for an open door. She wishes for a miracle.
Sky is too high.
While we're thinking too slow.
She wouldn't be there. Wish he stays right there.
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