Stockholm Syndrome

by Patty Chui on Wednesday, 22 September 2010 at 23:23

You are a total stranger

You were looking at me with a blink on your eyes

The scent of your hair was so smooth

In the dark I only seen your shiloutte

That night I dreamed about you

And I realize something

It was so damn real!

You were standing there all day

Same jacket... same glasses... and more charms

But that night was an exceptance

You stayed there with a disguise

There was a fear on your eyes

You begged on your knees

It's a trap! How should I trust you?

Because we were barely knew each other

And you were spying on me all the time

Among of all... you are a burglar

Yes, you've stole my heart...