Poetry, Music, And Love

Martes, Disyembre 3, 2013

I'm Not A Fighter, I'm More Of A Coward

It must be because I'm a fool.
It must be okay even if it hurts me.
Even if you tease me that it's a foolish love,
Because I'm such a helpless fool.

My wanting to be good to him
is enough to make me happy.
Even if he smiles at me once,
I'm happy with that smile.

Until the person he loves comes along,
I'm just going to stay by his side like this.
It's a love that makes me happy just to give
So I won't wish for anything more...

In a place where he can always reach me
if he holds out his hand,
In a place where I can always hear him
if he calls out to me,
I will stay there without any change,
Because I love him.
Because I'm a fool.

I'm not ashamed of my feelings,
or sorry for them.
I just keep liking him, don't I?
Even if I'm a fool,
I'm an admirable fool.

Do you think someone that's nothing
can become admirable like that?
Even if the object of
somebody's love doesn't know,

There's no such thing as a love that's nothing.