It's not something that started
Today or yesterday
It's something I knew
Form the second I laid eyes on you
It grows with every second
And everyday that passes
I was quite young then
But I've matured since
And now I know it's not
Something you find everyday
Why this happened to me, who knows
But the way you make me feel no one knows
Wish I could put it into words
So you could know
Cause the way you make me feel
There's no way to tell or show
And if you were wondering so
Yes, this can those can definitely grow
For some this never comes
For us I hope it never goes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem