A love story
I used to only feel blue.
Because of all the fires I've crossed and all the tears I've shed, I used to believe that love itself is a lie.
I used to be a pretty obstinate person.
I suppose I still am, in many respects.
But because I was afraid of getting burned again, I used to keep my heart out of the sun.
I once firmly believed that love was not worth the struggle.
I was much too blue for anyone to adore me.
You'd think that couldn't be changed, wouldn't you?
But then, my love, there you were.
I felt more than enough thanks to you.
You changed the color of my heart into a lavender sky.
Even though the barricade around my heart was far too strong, I believe the key was concealed in your gaze.
You and I have not been the conventional subjects of a fairytale.
It's been a heated disaster, let's face it.
But my love for you is unwavering, and nothing has ever stopped my heart from beating for you.
I have no complaints about what we have here; it will make a great story someday.
You won't need to worry or run away since I'll always like you.