you’re the starI like to watchat night,
who am I to you for being jealousof your bedthat you hide inonly to cry?
out of all eyes in the roomhis eyes shone bright,at least to her heart.
Today;Your eyes emit different lightsYour face paints my blushYour smiles infect my heartYour…
who is he to dictatethat he was my first love who is he to apprise methat first love solely betides a single timethe subsequent one deemed…