I cannot put my feeling onto one page
But I also cannot keep them in this cage.
To tell you my feelings for you
I do not know where to start,
Because I’m still not with you
And that rips me apart.
By far the most beautiful,
The nicest,
And the best,
So many things,
Set you apart from the rest.
It is three eight oh five
Though I’m not with you
I am still alive.
But not so much inside,
Because to get you I have tried,
Not yet completely denied,
I will not give up.