They say it might be the very first hope to me. I say it's just another illusion the demon give me to depress my life.
Initially, I can't get that illusion because I got no feeling towards you. As time passed, I finally realised it's real. You are just that lovely to me and make me want to give you all my care to you. You hair, it's that sweet and nice. You hands, they are so soft and weak.
Is it hope you give me? Or I mistook your kindness as hope?
I dare not to dream of it. I dare not to think of it. I only dare to appreciate the moment we share and the relationship we have.
To be honest, I really wish it's hope rather than illusion. But my sixth sense told me that I will only get failure again.
