Every day, you keep on telling me
That you're not something worth loving
For all you can see to yourself is a person not worth staying.

Sweetheart, that's the contrary to everything you say.
You can't see the beauty in you
It's alright
Because in a field of roses
You are a tulip in my eyes

Darling, you are more than a Tulip
You are a universe to me
A universe consist of stars and wonderful possibilities
Not made of perfection but made out of alluring properties


Your eyes will always be the stars in my eyes,
It will always be my navigation
which will lead me back to where I belong;
I found and felt serendipity.

Your lips will always be my light, my hope
The way you tell me those words have kept me going
Every single day,
your "I love you's" and "I miss you's" makes my heart melt
Like how icicles melt on the first day of Spring.

Your mind will always be my soul;
the missing piece that I've been looking for
It speaks all the things I've been wanting to say
There it hides the most vulnerable ideas that made me so amazed

You are something worth loving, worth staying
You're more than a flower in the middle of spring.