My first love was a fairytale.
A handsome Prince with his fair tan skin
A sleepy cute eye that I wanted to stare at forever.
I hope he is aware that his voice was my favorite soundtrack of the summer.
Oh, I hope he is aware of my feelings.
Because this love of mine for him grows deeper.
Raindrops kept falling down on my window pane.
For me, it was such a romantic thing.
Oh, I really loved gentle rain.
Though drought season is coming, my feelings for you will forever stay the same.
Right this time, in this moment, I want to scream.
If I can't have you, I still want to soak myself in pain.
Please hear my heart beating. Your name
I want you to know me.
I'm shamelessly dreaming of you to be mine.
I know how great your height is.
I know I can't reach to touch your face.
But please, please, remember how our hands intertwined last February 14.
When some of my friends tripped me just to get back my feelings for you again
Last, last February fourteen
Remember how you repeatedly asked about my name?
But at that moment, it was just so overwhelming.
I got tongue-tied in between happiness and pain.
This unrequited love was driving me insane.
Though how many times I tried to hate you but it ended up more than wanting you,
The more you don't feel me, the more I adore you.
My first love was a fairytale.
Staring at him, he's staring at her.
Watching him love her
Oh, this reality can't help me explain how in this fairytale love, the realest pain was real.
My mind knows how I betrayed me.
How I just let my heart deceive me in every unintentional glimpse of him in the dark,
when the stars do shine the brightest.
Every moment of breath, every heartbeat, I hardly breathe.
My heart cried, telling me to let my heart die.
But I would rather live in those heart-skipping hallucinations.
Oh, last February fourteen
I let myself die to live with love in a fantasyland.