All these thoughts I put to paper,
Stream from my heart to my hand...

You're such a darling, yet forgetful,
So elegant, yet regretful...

I remember meeting;
Hands shaking, heart beating...

Sometimes, I will admit, I think you're sort of...
But all-in-all you're good, a genuine good-doer...

Seeing you look at me with those beautiful eyes,
Hearing you talking and your sarcastic sighs...

All these thoughts I put to paper,
Stream from my heart to my hand...