Laying on my bed,
Visions or you,
Running through my head .
I dont know what to do,
I dont know what to feel.
One thing I know
These feelings for you are real.
So whats the go?
What have I done?
Because this heart of mine,
You have won.
Your two and a half years younger then me is that a crime?
We hardly know each other
Josh you a great friend
How can I explain
Thats not where I want our friendship to end.
I know my calling you must be a pain.
But I love talking to you.
You make me happy and make me smile,
You make me forget my troubles
Even if its just for a little while.
This heart of mine.
Is in your hands
Do with it what you want over time
Just remember its not fake
And its not a toy.
Yes its fragile and easy to break.
I know this cos its been broken before.
