Beautiful Disaster

An ordinary theme of loving at the wrong time.

I want to keep you so bad, it hurts -
So proud to show you to the world alike.
But every time i chase upon this curse,
Truth still set off all,for that man is right. 

And as I confess how much i adore you,
My shy lips tremble with 'i love you,'
How to put an end to my selfishness, 
When to love you is to love myself less.