There you go again, with that gentle smile
that makes me want to run a thousand miles.
How can I tell you your eyes make me uneasy?
I'm too afraid you'll see how much you make me feel crazy.
Why do you have to look at me that way?
Don't you know that it makes my heart sway?
Are you really clueless about how I feel about you?
Or are you doing that to make me fall even more for you?
Wish I could find a place where I can hide,
Oh, how can I deny this stupid thing I feel inside?
I know this must stop, I know I should stay away,
And stop this wishful thinking that there will be an us someday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem