Had my hands in the pocket, eyes on the road, and counted every step you took.
I was barely alive with sore eyes and shaky hands watching you walk away.
All I could hear is the sound of your footstep and the sound of my heartbeat rhythming synchronically.
I was so cursed to fall in love with your pretty long hair at that moment.
And that breathtaking walk, I don't think I'll ever forget.
I'd hope to survive but then you looked back.