Instant Scenario. Flashback from the 1 second advance time difference.

1 second advance time difference. Montage of overexposed memories.

Are we good? No.
Your sight is a never-ending punishment to my eyes, caged in your face.
I stare, your eyes glare.
You caught me looking at you a thousand times. Something too foolish to deny.
Express love? Like an instant noodles cooked in three minutes? Or lets say,
three minutes and one second?

It takes me one second to look at you. Dodging your peripheral vision like a robber anticipating for police officers in the area. Still, you caught me and arrested me on your soft arms that can't be cloned by South Koreans.

Distinct, I love it. We waited. We conquered time. We smoked. We inhale each others smoke. I had nothing to do but to agree, but I don't want you to think that I'm trying to keep up with you.

If I say, "Yes, I like it TOO..." like an ass-kisser but I can't help but agree. We like the same stuffs. "TOO" is us. I hope, one day, you would learn to say and use "TOO" when I say, "I like you".