you are my first thought in the morning,
and you are also my last though before I go to sleep.
I always look for you,
find ways just to talk to you,
just to be with you.
To see that smile of yours,
that I fell in love with.
I hate to admit,
I love being with you,
and definitely enjoy it.
I am getting used to those things,
and I know it is not right,
but I love it,
at the same time I hate it.