April 25, 2004, 15.02

Having you in my life is a blessing
Though
I sometimes wonder
If it is a blessing
Why do I want to cry so hard
Everytime I see you

Everytime I see you
There’re so many questions I want to ask
Don’t know why
My mouth is locked tightly

The question is
Do you love me like I do
Or
It’s just another feeling of mine