Some days I wake up regretting ever meeting you
I ask myself why I decided to talk to you,
And what I ever saw in you,
The truth is sometimes I’m not sure

But then the next day I’m with you again,
And all the questions I ask seem obvious,
You are clearly beautiful,
And clearly something I adore

It’s these mixed emotions that leave me wanting more,
I would love to figure out what you really mean to me,
Weather I want to spend every moment with you,
Or never see your lovely face again

You will be the first to know when I have my answer,
But I think my answer has been made for me,
I can’t go a day without seeing your face,
So how could I possibly go forever?