it's funny how I never desire to know myself,
but when it comes to you,
I'd swim the deepest ocean even if I am afraid of seas.
I have never tried to make an effort, but for you, I'd make an exception to it.
I was never a fan of affection but ready to do all those cringe stuff just for you.
just what have you done to me?
your face's the only thing I see,
even your voice's looping inside of my head-
I guess it's now my favourite melody.
I see you in each corner of my room,
hell, I even see you in every person I've met.
what have you done to me?
I am under your spell, and perhaps I am the Beast, and you're my Belle.
you're the cure in my curse,
yet I offer nothing but emptiness.
or maybe you're the Sea,
and I'm Moana,
for in each attempt I made to forget you,
somehow, I always find myself running back
and still at the shore,
admiring and loving each waves and all.
you may not be a princess, but damn,
you're my Elsa.
you need not a saviour to be a princess,
I will give you the universe as your crown
and a path only made for an ethereal being to walk on.
-Keith // Disney
