I.
I'd like to write about you.
Your walk, your talk. I like it all.
I'd like to write about you,
On how you grin, on how you blink
you look so well, and you look unwell. I like it all. I like it all. I do still like it all.
II.
I write for you, I'll write for you.
Your smiles, your cries I'll write it all.
Your laughs are fun. You look so fine.
I'll laugh with you, I'll cry with you.
I cherish you, I'll cherish you.
I'll write for you, I'd like to write everything about you.
III.
I'd like to write about you
anything you do, everything you do.
I'd like to write about you, I'd like to fall for you.
You're my thoughts, you're my words.
Once again,
I'd like to write about you.

December 11, when I first saw you.
I don't care about anything, I don't care about everything.
But as you walk nearer and nearer my heart beats faster and faster.
What to do? What to do? What am I going to do?
I just pretended not to care but deep down somewhere something's dashing.
And suddenly, you sat beside me.
My cheeks are burning.
My heart is rushing.
What is this feeling?
December 11...
December 11, I knew. I knew, I had a crush on you.