I mark you as my equal. Do you?
I DO NOT, SHALL NOT, and WILL NOT forget our times. Do you? Shall you? Will you?
Shall you feel like it, then go ahead.
I won't be in your way.
I shall give way.
I won't snatch(merebut).
If your hand is warmer than mine, then there is no doubt anymore.
Nobody understands nobody. Not you, not me.
So shall them understand more about you, and I shall be forgotten in oblivion.
If it is fated to be so.
After all, happiness doesn't belong to only, me.