holding back was not easy
when i dream of holding your hands
imagining you in odds
dreaming you sitting by my side
my fragile heart is too young
the feelings so strong and deep
to have it in me
my heart is weak but i don't mind
when i look at you i become sad
all over again because i won't confess
maybe never, that is how it'll be
maybe not, when you tell me you like me
again, both of us are just i feel is
never meant to be
we were strangers when we met
we became friends and will remain as friends
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