We all have our way, in the game of love we play.
Using words sweet as honey, or being a gent like no any.
One always worry for future uncertainties,
One thinks it’s silly to guess all the possibilities.
One full of ambition, hunger for winning,
Paving own’s way with unrelenting force.
One have life satisfaction, crave for nothing,
Believing in destiny, leave fate to its course.
Are we being perfect together, or,
Bring out the worst of each other more?
Keeping seriousness, separated by miles,
Hiding loneliness, behind constant smiles.
Both you and I,
Show love in different way.
Seldom see eye to eye,
But we are here to stay.