It is not like I am not scare of death.
But before the romantic kiss, no matter now rough it is,
for you I will treat them all as a flat land.
Loving you doesn’t need to make sense.
I just wish to use my instant to hold onto you.
When I thought of you, the strength that I never got suddenly injected into my soft arms.
People around never agreed, and moral wouldn’t accept this.
Giving it everything, to a point that I couldn’t feel pain even when I am hurt.
Just like crazily chasing after a dream,
no matter how other pushes forward,
they are still nowhere near how brave I am for you.
No matter how red the red light on the road gets,
no one would be able to block me.
Even if a million horses and a thousand army is in front I will still push.
I am not tender, but I am a bit brave.
I also wanted to be loved, but I am willing to act as the hero to protect you.
Even when you don’t give me a badge,
I am still willing to keep going, smile for you to block off the danger.
Falling then getting back up, just like a tumbler.
Even though it is clear that I will be empty handed, but I will still give it my 100%.
No more support, but I am still a bit brave.
Those that wanted to be love, they all love bravely
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