STAR
I know you, but not everything.
We're friends, but we're not that close.
You're insane, so do I.
You always act silly, me either.
We have a lot in common, but I think it's not enough
I like you, and I know it's not love, YET.
I'm helping myself not to fall for you.
Because I know you're not there to catch me.
And I know I'll get hurt.
For me you're a STAR, so near to see but hard to reach.
A Star that shines' so bright.
A Star that I'll never had.
And will not have.
I like it when you smile like a fool.
I like it when you say some pick-up lines for me.
Even I don't know if it's true or it's just a joke.
But still put's a butterflies inside my tummy.
On the other side,
I hate the fact that I am the one hurting my self
Because I hate my idea of not telling you what I feel,
I hate the truth that you and I can't be real.
