Four Seasons of Love

Summer of May

Summer of May

Summer breeze, here it comes,

This is what I really want,

I saw him smiling through the window,

Without him noticing about my shadow.

I willed myself to approach him,

Smiled heartily and talked to him,

He held my hand with joy and love,

And I realized he's the one I want to have.

Everyday in the Summer of May,

We are together, come what may,

I'm falling for him deeply everyday,

But I'm afraid, he might send me away.

Summer breeze, here it goes,

He confessed about his feelings but I let go,

Our borrowed time is already finished,

Without me telling him about my true feelings.