The Best Love

When the cherries start to bloom,
We might just meet by chance,
We will probably pass as strangers,
We wont recognize each other.

We will begin once again,
And we can go right back,
The best love,
Are the ones we wait for.

Ever since time I met you,
I thought I was the type,
That you hated the most,
But I guess I was wrong.

You were always,
Ignoring me,
And I was always fighting,
Such a sad thing it was.

With no feelings,
Of real,
Passionate love,
Little by little the two of us changed.

I was against,
Everything you said,
We fought,
Just to disagree.

Passionate love,
Wouldn't be so sweet,
If arguments didn't hurt,
But they do.

I want to begin once again,
And We can go right back,
The best love,
Is the one we wait for.