A MomentOn a cold summer day,
I hide behind his back, it's like a shield from the heavy wind.
My head is leaning on his jacket where I can hear his heart pounding.
Passing the green landscapes, the busy roads, and right into the city.
He accidentally touched my hand, said they were cold, and grabbed mine to warm them up,
While the wheels continuously turned, I fiddled with his hand.
I felt adored again, a sentiment that I hadn't felt for a long time.
Gradually I felt his hand interlock with mine, it was natural, it felt right.
I wish this moment was everlasting, but it doesn't matter, because it
will stay in my mind forever