You're everywhere to me,
In my dreams,
In my tears,
hidden in the wrinkles of my nose when I smile,
Your beautiful dark blue eyes,
When you smile and nudge at me,
I realize how strong you are, I melt...
no one else matters during moments like these
You're the one I spend extra time getting ready for..
seriously. Its pathetic. Get a grip, girl.
Its obvious to everyone, I have a thing for you..
How could I not?
I love your caring heart,
I love your humorous ways,
you're so silly and clueless,
and yet you can be so intelligent,
I cant believe the way you make me feel,
You're like a clean ocean breeze, when you're near me, I feel clean.
I feel open and I feel like I can do anything.
Isn't it incredible one boy can do all this?
I guess im writing this because It helps..
I know I cant tell you,
I mean, I know theres a possibility you feel the same..
Thats what everyone else thinks..
In fact, everyone else thinks we are together.
Isn't that silly?
It must be the way we play, Or the way I look at you.
Maybe its the fact that I overfill all of my drinks when you're next to me because I'm so distracted by you,
Or how you greet me when I walk in the restaurant...
Maybe its the way you shook my brothers hand..
maybe when we sit next to each other during break and smile people get the wrong idea.
Who knows.
But in all honesty, I kind of like this..
because I like you,
and the idea of us...
I really like us.
Together.
I really do sweetheart.
Thats what you are.
If that word wasn't invented, it would have been the day I met you.. and as I've grown to know you.
You're such a sweetheart,
I adore you, you're precious smile..
Your strong arms, your blonde hair...
I love those beaten up converse shoes,
the way you smell,
I love taking off your hat, and your hairs all messy.
I love annoying you...
youre such a good friend.
In my dreams,
In my tears,
hidden in the wrinkles of my nose when I smile,
Your beautiful dark blue eyes,
When you smile and nudge at me,
I realize how strong you are, I melt...
no one else matters during moments like these
You're the one I spend extra time getting ready for..
seriously. Its pathetic. Get a grip, girl.
Its obvious to everyone, I have a thing for you..
How could I not?
I love your caring heart,
I love your humorous ways,
you're so silly and clueless,
and yet you can be so intelligent,
I cant believe the way you make me feel,
You're like a clean ocean breeze, when you're near me, I feel clean.
I feel open and I feel like I can do anything.
Isn't it incredible one boy can do all this?
I guess im writing this because It helps..
I know I cant tell you,
I mean, I know theres a possibility you feel the same..
Thats what everyone else thinks..
In fact, everyone else thinks we are together.
Isn't that silly?
It must be the way we play, Or the way I look at you.
Maybe its the fact that I overfill all of my drinks when you're next to me because I'm so distracted by you,
Or how you greet me when I walk in the restaurant...
Maybe its the way you shook my brothers hand..
maybe when we sit next to each other during break and smile people get the wrong idea.
Who knows.
But in all honesty, I kind of like this..
because I like you,
and the idea of us...
I really like us.
Together.
I really do sweetheart.
Thats what you are.
If that word wasn't invented, it would have been the day I met you.. and as I've grown to know you.
You're such a sweetheart,
I adore you, you're precious smile..
Your strong arms, your blonde hair...
I love those beaten up converse shoes,
the way you smell,
I love taking off your hat, and your hairs all messy.
I love annoying you...
youre such a good friend.
