Babe, how I love to hear this word came from your lips
Then I'll call you My Love, to make you feel that I am yours
Bittersweet, that's the title of our book
Bitter and sweet, why is this feeling making me out of control
Every time you brushed my hair, it makes me feel calm
Every time I hold your hand, I wished we can play all night
Staring at the blank streets, beside you felt special
Almost perfect, 'til I realized you were never mine
Tracing your face using the tip of my fingers
Then a crazy thought passed through my mind
If I kissed you, will it be okay?
Will the time stop for us or we should be the ones who need to stop?
Borrowed time is all that we got
Dreaming that one day, everything turned upside down
Just so you know, I'm on the verge of falling
But if I fall, would you be there waiting?
Find myself cursing the wind on a gloomy night
Asking why I didn't meet you beforehand
Maybe we were together, maybe we weren't
But at least taking risks was not restrained
I'm glad that I met you at the same time sad that I can't have you
Maybe we can be together, maybe we can't
Full of maybes but one thing I am certain
Being contented I think, that's the storyline of our tale
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