Lately, I've been forcing myself to write
about a girl whose name I cannot tell.
Her smile has always been a beautiful sight
but loving her feels more like hell.

The reason is that every day & every night,
she's on my mind like some kind of spell
but I cannot stop since it does not feel right
for I am afraid to be the one to bid farewell.

I'm standing outside, looking at the moonlight,
a sudden realization arises.
There's something on you I cannot repel.
It was you who started & ignite,
a fire that so strong it burned the skies.

And now with all of my might,
I will finally reveal and tell
without fear & a single trace of any regret.
Writing this poem for you has been a delight,
my voice is shaking but I will proudly yell
that I am finally convinced that loving you was kismet.