"An Angel To Die For?" |
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I am flattered on how you see me, I feel so lucky on how you treat me. You treat me as if i am a somebody, Somebody special buy hey! it's just me!
You give me a special kind of attention, An attention which is so different and unique. You check how am I doing, my condition, And you stand up for me in times that I am weak.
You make me feel so special, Someone you can't live without, you badly need. But I think it is just my feeling perhaps artificial, But I hope it's a true and honest deed.
Then you call me your "angel"! No one had ever called me that before. And you explained that is how you see me, An angel worthy to die for.
Through all these I have assumptions, Plainly assumptions and nothing more. Are you telling me all of these with all honesty? Are you letting me feel this way with all sincerity?
I wonder if what you're doing is really true, I think and think if it's something more. More than a friend, more than a foe, pls give me a clue, Am I really your angel that you will die for? -angel dust |
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