Is there anybody else
Who can explain to me gingerely
What does true love meant?
Is this like..a kind of feeling
Romeo nd Juliet had when they
First meet at the shindig of Capulet?
Nor a quixotic affection of Paris
Whose heart willing to face death dauntlessly
Just to save her beloved Helen?
Is it a sort of sacrifice
Cleopatra had done, whose beauty
Had captivated the men of any kingdom?
Or just like a kind of treatment
I had to discern
To a lad who seemed to be stranger
At me first, yet made this heart ponder
About this frenzy thing
I'd try to explain
Since from the time we've meet
And from those cozy talks we've shared.
Though it's hard for me to maneuver
And let this mystery come to discover
On at the right moment,
There's one rhing
I want to reveal..
Ans this for sure is true
Yet I'm kind of afraid to do so,
If I know love,
It's because of you..
