Now it seems they are falling from the sky.
They are everywhere.
I feel their hungry eyes.
Why so suddenly?
I am not ready to love.
Let alone kiss...

Why does it still seem,
I will love you until to end of time?

My time has only just begun.

And I feel so young.

Maybe I'm just not ready for this thing called love.

But I want to be.

Because it's the reason for my tears each night.

It's the reason  I wake up.

The reason *I won't give up.