I've always wanted to know you better,
just as though there was a glass in between,
but i never got the chance to do so,
perhaps it's me who's been thinking too much.

You always came through my mind,
even when i least expected,
but i think confession really kills a friendship,
perhaps it's better just to keep a distance.

We met each other one day,
though the conversation was merely just like that,
i always hoped the conversation would reach an end,
for i really want to know you better.

They must be thinking why am i writing this,
it's not another love story gonna happen,
but rather a feeling i wanted to tell,
so so long ago that i could not remember - when was the last time i really love someone.