I can’t catch you. You are too fast. You make me want to catch you. Then you run away from me again. You laugh at me. I just want to be with you… I will just stand here to pretend I don’t care catching you. I really want to go follow you again but I try to be patient. How will you react? I’m worried that you might just leave. But I’m surprised that you come close to me. The girl who was running like a bunny is now standing next to me. I slowly stretch my arm to catch you. Your shoulder is soft and warm. You are not looking at me, but I know you are feeling me too. I caught you, so you are mine now.