This girl is me, I look at her and it's everything I am feeling in her eyes.
She doesn't even need to speak;
Her looking off into the distance
Her blank stare into the table, as if through her eyes and through the table she is telling him everything she wants to say.
Then she is replaying every memory... every good time.
She is remembering every time they lied in bed together
Every time he held her
Every time they slept in and missed work, because at that moment there was nothing better to do... no better feeling then lying here with you!
