one by one, I start to think,
what is it that i like about you?
was it the way you smile with your eyes shrinks half it size?
the way your lips spread open, showing gums resembled what i'd hoped and wished i could see everyday?
then i think about how it was probably how you stood your ground, calm me down, and picked me up.
Or maybe it was that time where you showed me what you were good at, excitedly with joy that was contagious to all.
What is it that made me infatuated?
you, you, you, you, you.
it has always been that, not him. not her, not me.
you.
you've never really spare me a glance,
maybe you have, but I didn't get to witness it unlike the rest.
This all messes with my head.
Can't you get out?
But only for a while,
I don't think I can last long without thinking about you.
Maybe I can, but I'd be on autopilot with no consciousness of anything.
I supposed it's my own fault.
I got myself in too deep.
Then i decided to dug deeper.
Even with help, i don't think it's possible to get out.
Not that i want to, because maybe, just maybe;
I got too comfortable being here.
- kimin
to you who drive me crazy in love.