These days a simple though, Of holding you in my palms, Brings smile on my face. All I think about is taking you, To the forbidden place. Is it fate or a coincidence, I have no clue, But it makes me wonder, How you end up in my hands, Exactly the way it shouldn't be. I ponder over the idea, An idea, that can either bring pain or relief, An idea that will mark either the beginning or an end, An idea that will result in smiles in the eternity of the moment, Or a flash of tears lasting for a century. Maybe someday we will find out, Together, Because sooner or later, We are destined to meet, For its in our vows to destroy each other.