Highlite

[Vernacular]

My mind plays these tricks,
or is it you.
My hearts races fast,
because of you.

My soul is drifting,
but I don't know where.

My sleep is laced with sugar,
a rush that seems to end to early.
Too bad sugar is bad,
or I'd never wake up.

My affection is bottled up,
tossed in the sea.

There is not much I can do,
so I'll just sit here and think of what could have been.
And how it will never be.

First a simple crush,
now a crushed heart.


我喜欢你，
你不知道。
为什么？