written by Chakriya PHOU
Tonight is cold.
I miss you.
Door is closed. I cannot get out to see the moon.
If I could go outside, although I'd not see the moon or star, still I'd be happy that I stay under same sky, with you.
I want to know where exactly you are now. Tokyo? Seoul? Shanghai? Or Taipei?
Even though, I am not brave, but I don't want to get only your photo and give you to another girl.
It is called human. Selfish and narrow-mind, as it's about love.
Wherever you are, I wish you to have well sleep and good dream.
But if you are with girl, I curse you to have nightmare by dreaming a gay ghost chases you - to rape you - for the whole night.