Chapter two was poetic. Months later, she attended the mass at 4 PM as their school was the sponsor. A man at the same church again, appeared. She forgot what he wore that time but still utterly driven her crazy as the heart inside trembling. The same person and the same place, the man was sitting next row pews but farther than were she sat. Once again, the mass had started. Miranda' s face was focused to the man that' s because she didn't expect to saw him again when she stopped to think about him at the last time she had saw him. Nothing much happened that time when the mass ended, Miranda managed to go home with her lovely bestfriend. But the man' s perceptible essence scintillate in her mind and heart. His fragrance was fresh as lemon in the growing dusk. The attractive and flawless countenance made a big impact to made her fallen inlove deeply than at first. As the saying goes on, " At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet". The moment she saw him again was a bit insignificant that made her ignored to think about the man seriously due to the past traumatic experiences which flashed to her that time. But the suspenseful man' s appearance still brings a different feeling to her when she came home. Miranda wrote a poetry even she didn't understand whom she' s addressing to. It is not about the poetry that made a person becomes a poet when it comes to love, but the real poet is being aware on what she felt to a certain person.