I want to call on your name
But I’m afraid you’ll ask “who are you?”
I want to run and follow you
But that’s not an easy thing for me to do
I planned of telling you my feelings
But words could not be enough for you to understand…
Words can deny my desire
They cannot reveal my sincere love
They cannot say what you really mean to me
But how will you know my passion
If I remain in my silence
If I tell you only in my dreams
If I just keep on expecting and hoping
How will you ever know
That there is me who cares
That I exist because of you
That I was born to love you
Who will I oblige to tell you
If it is not myself
If it is not my courage
If it is not my frankness
I may not tell you, but I can show you
Not with those hundred words
But with my own simple ways;
The way I gaze at you
The casual smile I give
And my existence not far enough from you!