by Alon Calinao Dy
I don't know what's happening to me.
O darling, can't you see?
Every minute of the day,
I think of you like I'm crazy.
I love your sunshine smiles,
Your sweet and kissable lips,
Your adorable and pretty face
All are perfect to me, my love.
I ask myself these questions.
Why do I have to care for someone like you?
Why do I have to pick up a fight for you?
I don't have the final answers now.
But I guess somehow,
I should trust this crazy love of mine.
Last updated February 23, 2013