30 May 2013
I love numbers more than I did before
But I struggle with words though I could do more.
I lost my rhythm to the tunes I used to play
And I can hardly utter what I ought to say.
I love numbers but I lost my arithmetic
And because of this I’m hopelessly romantic.
I lost my rhyme, my beat, and my tune.
With all of these, I still search for a solution.
I love numbers more than I could imagine
But what I mean to you is hard to determine.
I lost my rhythm but I don’t have to worry.
What really matter is what you are to me.
I love numbers more and that’s because of you.
You may have doubts on me but this is true.
I lost my rhymes and perhaps my words, too.
I won’t worry! To you, there’s so much I could do.