If I could ever want anything more, I would take it for my own
forgetting permission, forgetting what feelings have been shown.
I'd rather have nothing else if it meant having you for good.
But I hate feeling like this, unlike a teenage girl should.
What makes this ever worse is the mental picture in my mind,
of you and me sharing a kiss, and other gestures, so kind.
I know that I am unsure if you want me as I want you,
but I know that I could give you a smile, never a feeling of blue.
I know that I would give you everything that you could ever desire
I can show you a different kind of love that burns like fire.
Yet, I am so naive to this feeling, and this care for another
but I know I am ready to share this, so I no longer have to wonder.
I do not want to share this with just anyone,
only you, because it's my heart that you have won.