colour of the sky turned bright
breeze blowing become gently cold
all the rhythm present become light and calming
the scenery of rain was soothing
it was the first time when time stopped
it was once when I felt butterflies for you
it was when my heart pumped
it was when I saw you
the moment of us crossing the corridor
the moment of a shy meeting of our eye
and the busyness of mind
didn't let me feel your presence for me