the magic of hug

I know my hands are dirty now and made spot on all of over your clothes. But I still want to be the cleaner for your dirty clothes, still want to be the water when you’ve got thirsty, want to be the air when you want to breathe, even to be the wine when you want to get drunk.

I don’t want to make any more promises, I’m trying the best I could do to blur myself to you without losing my true identity.

He hugged me for some minutes and nothing came out from our lips, only heart speak to each other, only heart that knows we can’t live separately to each other. He’s the only one can make my world so colorful.

It's like magic when you're hugging someone or be hugging by someone, feels like heaven, you can feel your blood flow in your body, everything so clear and feel safety in this crowded world and it seems the heart also can talk into each other even that you don't say anything at all.