Love.
I know nothing with this word.
I had my own world. I go to where my sun revolves.
With this pure and untouched heart, I don't see any relevance.
But then someone invaded, I felt irritated.
Of all the words I uttered, you don't seem to mind.
I am a world of one, I am not entitled to be a part of anyone.
But then you still crossed the line, you said maybe it's about time.
It's about time to make my world of one, be a world for the two of us.
And for the first time, I had the courage to feel love. What a beautiful feeling.
An indescribable, exquisite, magical feeling.
Your invading was all worth it. Because now I know when love is true.
It is when two different worlds collide, and create a beautiful history.
The history of you and me that will never get old. Because even I aged more, I will still remember how you changed my world. And now, that world is yours.
