Hai Shi Shan Meng

Love, it grows.

Alex's POV:

It was early in the morning, too early to rise and Haneul was already doing a live concert by singing at the top of her lungs a song I have never heard before, thank god the rooms in the hotel were sound proof. Otherwise we will be kicked out.

It's been quite a while
You've really kept me wanting you
You've got some style, so unique
You're beautiful, so warm, so deep
Stay with me tonight
Let me know the kind o' love
that will remain forever be
A dream that you had made reality

Lovin' you, whoa
Is such an easy thing to do
No, you never know
It's drivin' me crazy
Cause it grows and grows
But I won't let it stop,
No I'm not givin' up
Lovin' you, lovin' you
Just a bit too much

She sang as I hear some clanking of tablewear. I felt sore from last night. Briefly reminding me of what we've done. I was still naked underneath the sheets, a stark reminder of the hot night we shared. I rose from bed and found that my clothes were neatly piled at the foot of the bed. I got into my clothes and freshened myself up as she continued to sing an unknown song on loop.

It's been quite a while
I never felt so easily
Wonder how you broke my style
You're close to me I need you now
Stay with me tonight
It's got to be just too much love
I could remain and forever be
A dream that had become reality

Lovin' you, whoa
Is such an easy thing to do
No, you never know
It's drivin' me crazy
Cause it grows and grows
But I won't let it stop,
No I'm not givin' up
Lovin' you, lovin' you
Oh, lovin' you just a bit too much

Her vocals mimicked a masculine voice, Haneul was great with mimicking how a singer sounds while singing a song. She was good at it and would always sing obscure songs that none of us knew. Be it in English, Italian, Tagalog or Korean. She had a variety of songs for every situation. This morning sounded she was at an all time high, like she was so in love with me that she sings such a love song. She even does a saxophone sound as she continues preparing something. Judging by the clanking at the Kitchen of our hotel room, it sounds like she's cooking. I eventually got out of our shared room and into the Kitchen. I found her still belting the song.

Woh, lovin' you, whoa
Is such an easy thing to do
No, you never know
It's drivin' me crazy
Cause it grows and grows
But I won't let it stop,
No I'm not givin' up
Lovin' you, woh oh lovin you
Oh, lovin' you just a bit too much

Lovin' you, whoa
Is such an easy thing to do
No, you never know
It's drivin' me crazy
Cause it grows and grows
But I won't let it stop,
No I'm not givin' up
Lovin' you, lovin you
Oh, lovin you just a bit too much

She looks up to me and smiles before restarting the song again as she plates breakfast.

"What song are you singing?" I asked her.

"It's from the 80s. Ric Segreto was the singer. He died in 1998. Loving You is the title of the song. I can't get it out of my head because of this Jollibee Commercials." She told me as she made another Saxophone sound.