What if I done things differently
Taking more risk
Nothing to lose, but only rejection
That person who I love to talk to
Easygoing and friendly
Part of me likes him as a friend
Other hand, liking him more than a friend
I never thought of liking him
But it's getting to me, fun to be around with
Taking things slow, but I need to know what he's feeling
Maybe he never thought that about me
It's fine either way to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem