I miss you.
Even when I know you don't.
It's typical for myself to think about you until I fell asleep.
You always fills my thought.
I know I shouldn't feel this way.
Cause you're not even mine.
But baby, allow me to love you, please.
I know I'm not pretty, I'm not skinny, I'm not smart.
But darling, I have love.
And I intended to keep it just for you.