Love, what does it really mean?
there is a feeling, which I can't express in words
the whole day, I think about you and wait for that moment, taking you again in my arms
thinking about, if you leave me, would break my heart
nothing's more important - only you
I feel like a little child, who is glad about everything
laughing with you, each touch from you makes me happier than ever before
I know, I will do everything not to loose you
I will be there if you need me
I will laugh with you
I will cry with you
but anyway, I am scared
scared that you might not feel the same as me
scared that I could give you too much love
but if I look into your eyes, I know, that this is unfounded
I see something shining, which could be a mirror of mine
I want to tell you, that you mean everything to me, but to say this is too soon
However, if I feel this way, why shouldn't I reveal my mind?
I want to give you my heart
I want to give you my love
but there is still the question:
what does love really mean?