Written there;
bright as day
why do you love me
anyway?
We see each other
as passerby
I still don't see you
when I look in your eyes.
How can I live
with this uncertain emotion
I don't even know
why I received such a notion.
Every time I see you
I can't truly smile
But when I say adieu
I miss you all the while.
What is this uncertainty
are we just fore-ordained?
I know for a fact I love you
Perhaps it's natural to be so pained.
