I would still like to believe my mind is a story in itself,
but why is it so incomplete?
Yes, that element we like to call "Love";
what does it really mean?
Feeding our ego too, but those words..
"I love you," you started to say;
But then, I say you must choose between yourself and me.
Yes, what will it be?

Understanding we walk side by side but too, we get envious stares.
"Love and popularity naturally mix," you said.
But then; was that why you loved me all this time?
Yes, like a two sided card, there is "ego" and "love";
I want to know what the meaning of it is, that you love me..

And while we walk those roads with our shy little "first loves", you just look in the mirror.
I know that too, it's a two faced love for both of us!
I love you but only for the reward of that envy from them;
Yes, this is simply ego love...
Finally I see.

You smiled and held my hand, but what did you really feel that day?
(A peeking true love.)
Ah, I love you and I love me!
You love you, but simply as a game.
This ego love... Will you ever give up and show me the true love you showed?
Yes, I too drop the mirror as we go on.
Maybe there's hope in us after all...

"Ego" or "love", what will it be?