It doesn't matter how you see me as.
I want to be the first one,
The first to know what made you happy,
The first you tell what kept you up at night,
The first person you go to,
When everything isn't alright.
I want to be the first one,
The first to hold you and make you smile.
And if you found the one,
I want to be the first to know.
Painful as it is, I'll be happy to see you glow,
Enough to make my knees weak,
Enough to make my heart beat faster;
After all,
That upward curve on your lips is what I'm after.
Even if it's not because of me or for me,
It'll be as precious as it should be.
In the end, I love you uncontrollably.
If the day comes when you discover how I feel,
Please, don't hate me or manifest my fear.
I know you don't feel the same, still,
Please don't try to disappear.
It matters not if this love is cruel.
It's alright if I'm the only fool.
