"Who was that?"
Who was that you were talking to on the phone while there was a smile printed on your lips?
Who is that girl in the picture of your contact lists?
Who is she that she became the reason you stay up all night?
What is she to you?
What are you to each other?
Other than the distance and the unexplainable feeling of joy, what is going on between the phone lines?
You couldn't even look at me in the eyes and give a straight answer.
A product with no name,
A town with no billboards,
A person with no identity,
And your relationship without a label.
All you know it is sweet, it makes you happy, and you didn't want it to stop.
You don't even know if you can really call it love.
So what are you going to say to everyone else?
"Who is she?"
"What is she to you?"