That guy change my mind, that guy get my heart, that guy keep my eyes on him, that guy start make me smile, that guy also make me cry.
Although he is smoker, although he never know me, although he isn’t perfect, although he isn’t someone like comedy, although he isn’t a knife.
When I meet him, just his smile I wanna getting for. When I see his eyes I always hope that he see my eyes too. When he beside me I hope that he call my name. When I sleep I just want him to come in my dream.
And if God give a chance for me to said the name will spend my life forever, I’ll said your name Mr. Smoker.
Sorry, that I keep attention on you.
You’re my “favorite”
.:Dedicated to : You Mr. Smoker FRR:.