This Is Not Love

I recall you all the time;

Yes, I do recall you every time,

I think of you every second.

You would say I love you,

That's why it is.

But is it Love?

Is it really called Love at all?

Is it that Love which can be easily found everywhere,

Even without asking?

There are so many whom I love

But never felt that I would die in Love.

Then, it must be something more than Love,

Something wider than Love.

Your words, your smiles make me so warm

That I feel like I'm breathing

A fresh air even in icy cold weather.

You would say I have fallen in love with you,

That's why it is.

But there are so many times,

I have fallen in love.

Not even for once, I thought

That I could spend the rest of my life

happily,

Just looking at someone's smiles,

Listening to someone's words.

Nothing more I need.

I bet this is not Love.

This can't just be Love.

It is something more than Love,

Something wider than Love.