When I think of it,
The “it” becomes “you”;
“It” that must be “love”,
“Love” is now “you”.
I don’t know you well,
But you make me weak;
The way you move
makes the world stop;
My heart skips a beat.
Now will I be picked?
If you will select “love”
Will “I” be “it”
If “it” is “love”?
Yes, I doubt,
‘Cause the “I” is ordinary;
Nothing special to you,
No matter what “I” do.
But “I” thinks that,
“Love” is “you”
Not quite sure if,
“I” love “You”
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