Is it fate that brought us together?

As I eat today, drink your favorite coffee, watch some TV, get ready for bed, I keep wondering and wondering and wondering.

Is it love that keeps our path crossed?

I woke up today, and wonder again.

 

 

I keep seeing you all day, like an idiot waiting for snow to come during spring. They say time heals the pain, is it okay to help time?

Tomorrow, I'll eat peacefully without thinking whether you'll like my cooking or not.

Tomorrow, I'll pretend that your favorite coffee is my favorite, because at some point, I'll stop drinking it because of you.

Tomorrow, I'll watch your favorite soccer game.

Tomorrow, I'll get ready for bed without waiting for your goodnight messages.

And when I wake up the next day, it's okay to miss you again isn't it?

 

If it's a day you need, then it's okay.

I'll give tomorrow to you, and you'll be mine again the next day.

 

They all say I'm an idiot, even my mom did. For Loving and loving and loving you.

But it's alright because it's you.

 

And as tomorrow pass by,

Like and idiot, I'll keep doing the same thing.

I'll give you the tomorrow you want, so please don't forget me.

 

As I wrote this letter,

Like an idiot, I wonder about you again. 

Are you eating well?

Is iced coffee still your favorite coffee?

Do you still watch soccer and fell asleep at the middle of the game?

Is there any goodnight messages you haven't send to me?

 

Love crossed our paths for a moment, and we both chose different ways.

Like an idiot, I'll turn around and follow you.

Like an idiot, I'll wait for you.

 

Winter came to me, I suddenly miss spring.

Snow falls down like the tears you brought up to me.

I realize it isn't fate.

I realize it isn't love.

I realize there isn't a reason why.

 

So like an idiot, I decided I'll love you tomorrow, one last time.