The first time I shook hand with him,
I felt the feeling I was longing for.
My eyes tried to encounter with his eyes
failing every time they tried to do so.
My feelings grew day by day
‘I love you’ I could not say.

A storm blew in one day,
which also shook hand with him.
Her feelings grew day by day
‘I love you’ she could say.
He then decided to go her way
together they spurned my feelings away.

Every time I meet him now
his handshake keeps me stunned for a while
leaving behind a thought in my mind
‘I wish he could be mine.’