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Love, ah Love!

I never thought it could sway me so.

Is it even love, I wonder?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

But it surely feels like it~

The cliched things that lovers do.

I walk around as if in daydream

I hear people talking

But all I think about is You.~

I always thought myself Logic's sister,

Now, I am Passion's best friend.

I am still a part of reality, true;

Yet I find solace in daydreams.~

It is hard being so far apart.

Sometimes, the distance even pains me.

Then I hear your voice,

You calm me somehow.~

How could I, a wanna-be feminist,

Be so delirious!

Is it really even Love, I wonder?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

I am still wary of surrender,

But so are you.~

All I know that I want to be with you.

If not in person, I want to hear you.
My only wish is to hold your hands,
Very simple, you say.
But wishes of two people,
who are so far away can only be that way.
Is it really Love, I wonder?
Maybe yes, maybe no.
But whatever it is baby,
It makes me happy either way.