Baby at times I miss you
Sometimes though I doubt you
When I see you though
I tend to doubt myself.
Will you forgive me?
Do you think of me, like I do?
Few times I think you're faking,
to have pity on me.
But then out of no where you may say something,
That gives me butterflies
Makes me feel so loved inside.
You're able to make me feel wanted and special.
I wish I could make you feel, the way you make me feel at times.
I regain any loss faith in you,
but i don't know if you feel it.
I know what I feel for you,
and times I know you do too.
Would be nice every now and then,
if you could just remind me baby.
