Dear Lucent,

You have been crossing my mind lately, I kept looking for you in crowded places, unfamiliar people and different voices, But I always end up with a heart so lonely. For five years, I've kept my feelings hidden, I kept it locked away from anyones sight, Though it was torturous but I was driven, to escape the consequences of love's blight. So I rely on these words of confession, And I know you wouldn't care to respond. But I still dearly hold this little hopes in heart —that someday you'll be able to look at me the way I look at you. Your Admirer, Yssa