Fate, hope and love

Another cliche, another misfortune.

We hadn't really spoken to each other before,
not to mention holding beer in our hands under the neon lights.

I then started to look at your face clearly, in a short distance,
you look miserable yet cheerful.
I admire, how you attempt to step out from your box, however hard;
I appreciate, how you enrich your life circle, rather than play it safe;
I adore, how you approach to your dreams, try your best in any possibilities.

I guess you just wanted a listener tonight,
and a company who can booze with.

We have our own fate, which cannot be changed;
But, we also have our own hope, which can vary from time to time;
and love is right at the corner. (Please do call)

You are far beyond your youngish face,
and your mind is soaring out from your figure.