Koi No Yokan, the night we first met. The feeling seeped it's way through my chest, into my blood stream - I always knew you were different. We sat in mamihlapinatapei, a day or two later, as you cafunéd me. I left right after you kissed me. Every time we travelled a country to see each other, was retrouvailles, as the forelsket started messing with our emotions. Here I am at ilunga, so tell me, are we yuanfen, or are we not?