My dear Nicole.

To my dear Nicole.

To my dear friend Nicole, being with you makes me never feel old. As we lay side by side and your head sinks into the soft pillow, I can see the sparkle in your eyes. They're like butterflies flying by. As I touch your cheek, it feels like a cool summer's rain, and your scent of apple blossoms in May. You did not know I fell in love with you, by the way. On those cold winter nights, I want to hold you tight and kiss them silky, smooth lips. I can see the candle glowing on the window pane. My love for you is a strange one. It comes from the soul, even if I grow old.