No need to find the words to describe a Felise
Give me a pen and paper, I could make you a list
Meeting you was like you was granting a wish
And then I happily gave you a chance to be pissed
Flipped the two birds, expressing two words
Well I know it’s the “Fuck you” depressing two words
Write you a rhyme? I won’t possibly do worse
But how did you predict? Is it a new curse?
I looked at the dots in the sky like it’s a morse code
And the meteors falling but in a pause mode
So I gave you two words too, it says I love you
It’s written on the sky, it’s right above you
Simplicity but it’s a complicated matter to confess to you
Perfect stranger but imperfect way to addressing you
Felise, could we start as friends, give me the chance
Like I gave you one too, so that I could make the plans?