To see you everyday is a gift to me,
whether you feel the same way that i do about thee,
though that period of time is not very long,
I treasure it so much, knowing that it will soon be gone.
Why are you leaving me so?
Dont you know? Dont you know?
That the happiest sight for me is your smile.
Staring at me joyfully,
as if you're feeling what i feel now.
Seconds, hours, and days go by,
and i still hold dear that joy in your eye.
You may ask why.
Why would i hold that in my mind?
Because young dear,
it makes it clear, that its just not me who is crazy inside.
