I feel so empty without anda
I don’t know, I just do
Could it be, is it true?
Do I cinta you?

Every time anda leave I almost cry
And I feel like I’m going to die
In my stomach, there’s a tie
But I have no idea why

And when you’re with me
It fills me with so much glee
Even though anda say BRB
I sometimes go and pee

I’m sorry if I sometimes act insane
My A.D.H.D is to blame
cinta must be a weird game
To me, it’s pretty lame

Now I know why I do
I hope anda feel the same way too
I cinta anda
Mikuru