He's sweet
he's shy
he's nice
he's kind
i just can't seem to get him off my mind
i lay awake a smile upon my face
he knows how to act...
but he doesn't know my face
i wish he knew how he makes me feel
oh love is a difficult thing, just let me tell you
i get carried away in my thoughts
what he looks like,
how i make him feel,
and other things i can not reveal
i wonder of heartbreak
my heart can't hold on forever
i wonder if ill fall to pieces...
and if hell pick me up
i love his words
the way he makes them fit
sometimes they may not fit but who gives a shit
hes romantic in his own way
and thats how i play
i be myself hopefully I'm let in
but if I'm rejected once its bound to happen again
ill try my hardest
and wait and see
just how much he loves me
