Hey boy, do not ever let love get in to your heart.
It will command you, you don’t care whatever it takes.
It makes you meek, out of control.
It makes you do simpleminded thing, and still be happy.
It makes you can’t say something levelheaded while it’s your last prospect.
It stays in your heart, when you know she had gone with an wondrous guy.
It stays in your heart, even when she’s telling you that she’s gone already with an wondrous guy straight in your face.
It makes you write unthinking notes after she told you.
It makes you still go straight, while you know gonna regret this.
It makes you still write the notes in english considering coolness, while your feeble friend said your english is atrocious.