So this is it?
It's going to be like this?
Every second?
Every minute?
Every day?
Forever?
And always?

I have to live with this?
This...overwhelming, bizarre, unexplainable feeling?
Which constantly squeezing my poor little heart?
For God's sake...
Sometimes I'm not sure I can...

Loving every seconds that I'm with you
Loving your stupid silliness
Loving your terrible singing
Loving your harmful hairdo

Loving every inch of you

Sometime I do think
That this...is just a bit too much for me to handle