If Only ...

I'm lying on my bed, covered up with my comfortable blanket ... But this feeling is somehow empty ...



Among the emptiness I feel, many thoughts are flying around in my head.

"If I could be anything ... What would I be?"

If I could be anything, I would beg down on your knees to choose to be your tears ...
As I am being your tears ... Then I would be born in your eyes ... I would live down on your cheeks ... And I would end up dead on your lips by hundreds and so many sweet kisses ...

And that's what I'd love to be if only I could choose to be anything ...

If only ...