Don’t call me a stalker because I follow you
Or send you letters anonymous
Don’t be afraid of me because you can see
My shadows which no one else does.
At the day light I just stare at you
And admire you for your beauty and charm
At night I cause horrors to you
By making you feel my presence so warm.
I gift you things that you like,
Gifts of your own good choice
And always try to make you smile
With songs sung in my mere voice.
You call me a prowler, a night mare
Seeking a revenge or a game from you
But I am the one who protects you from danger
Not here for a retaliation that was due.
I am your past, your present and future
The whole story of your life…
My stupid heart aches from
The feelings for you that it nurtures.
I don’t know how or why this happened
That I fell for a person, so cold like you
You were supposed to be my enemy, oh damn!
But I ended up being in love with you!