He is cunning as fox•••
but act fragile as the glass•••
The eyes of him hold a deepest secret of him which he dare not to share•••
Yet he try to fool me with those innocent look•••
The safety i feel when he arms wrapped around my waist•••
But i know one day those arms will choke me to my death•••
The Smile he show is "may" look pure•••
Yet The smile is nothing but a warning to me•••
He is my fate•••
And also my death•••
He is my first love•••
But for him i am his first Foe•••
I love with my depth of my heart•••
at the same time he despite me to his core•••
Still at the end of the day••
He is Mine~
either as my Love ~
or My Foe~
