It started with this,
a lonesome summer bliss.
I tried to keep it inside,
but all my feelings I just can't hide.
I'm just a plain simple guy,
who's been keeping it inside.
To cry for the special girl I love,
to lie, to bleed, to die, I don't know why.
Maybe she's really that special,
that love will be sacrificial.
There's no other way to say it,
and I just can't deny it.
Maybe I'm just afraid,
of her reaction.
I have lots of perennial moments with her,
my feelings with inevitable adoration.
Maybe with this beating heart,
it just needs to bleed.
Before I tell her,
that she's the only one I need.
I'm too plain and ordinary,
to be with a girl like her.
Those times with her,
I'll cherish them forever.
My poem ends here,
with the feelings I have hidden,
these words about her,
in my heart I have written.
