My Eyes Stuck On You

I rose with laughter on his half draped costume,

He fell for mine f.

We woke up together sharing the same screens,

From the half-cooked noodles to burned cakes we together laughed at our zero cooking skills.

His messed up hair, searching for nice gel for him,

Somehow attracts me, I messed mine too.

The nights spent talking virtually under starry skies,

He is my secret Santa, who made my Christmas winter days. 

Hold onto the breath while he played carefully the flirting games,

The games made a room for us, to share eye contact. 

The cold winds blow inside my veins,

When he said, My eyes stuck on you.