I have a confession to say. And I really want to do it my way.
The day when I first met you, was a little earlier than what you remember.
I secretly looked at you from the side, well, you can say I was sort of a stalker.
You wouldn’t really know, because I couldn’t really show…
Will my frustrating heart feel relieved?
If I were to be honest and tell you everything that I believe?
What if things get awkward?
Would you be the first one to step backward?
What’s the matter with me?
Even if I endlessly practice. I can’t help it, my heart is still trembling, can’t you see?
What do I have to do?
I keep getting scared like Scooby Doo.
If I have to confess, I should do it quickly without a mess.
This minute, this second of this moment
Feels longer than my yesterday’s event.
Don’t just smile but say something…
Please don’t keep me waiting…
I really like you silly.
I’m saying this with courage and modesty
So please answer me, honestly.
