I can't think of anything else when I'm with you,
After I dropp you home, I can't stop thinking about you.
What's gonna happen to me.
I'm Healthy, but when you shake hands, my senses go numb,
I'm intelligent, not sure why in front of you my mind goes dumb.
what's gonna happen to me.
I had to dive to fathom the depth in your eyes, I couldn't find any tweak,
I'm strong, but, when I see you everytime in the knees I go weak.
What's gonna happen to me.
I'm doing it coz I like it not everything is done for a Why,
In front of her I won't cry, coz if she asks, i may not be able to lie.
I never did but now I do and so does she, What's gonna happen to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem