You stared at me, I stared at you too You stared at me, I stared at you too

The poem describes how romance dies when you stop caring about each other. The poem describes how romance dies when you stop caring about each other.

It has a beautiful revelation and resulted into full of excitation.  It has a beautiful revelation and resulted into full of excitation. 

To me poetry is everything. To me poetry is everything.

As a means to an end, As a means to an end,

That you're here, during those hours long. That you're here, during those hours long.