Lemme be him,
Each of your tear would be watered to that feeling rooting in my heart.
Each of your fear dusted off like pollen to bring out those flowery smiles onto your face.

Can I be him?
The one who brings out that dreamy look and smile.
The one who said was proud like your parents did.
The one who was a gentleman on your first ride but left you on your last.
The one who...