It's a hopeless matter but I rely all my trust on it
It's a random situation but I find it interesting
It's the lack of care and the senseless talk that I find so appealing
It's the way I can make out your eyes and your smile
The sound of your voice just when you type.
Yes, it's hopeless, it's a random conversation, and it doesn't make any sense.
It's the way you keep me guessing that keeps me coming back
It's the way you handle yourself, your stupid jokes that always make me laugh.
The way you tease and torment my dwindling heart held high
The way the words caress your tongue as you say goodbye
It's a hopeless crush, a random thought, and none of it makes sense.
It's our repetitive conversations that make you so predictable
It's that jacket I know I'll always see you wearing
The same familiar scent, your own trait smell you carry
It's the way you walk like you think you're royalty, the slouch you have when you sit.
The way you eyes squint up whenever you grin.
It's a hopeless observation, a random flick of faith, and the senseless things you always make me say.
It's the way your body feels, strong and broad yet thin
When I get the chance to wrap my arms around you and feel you skin to skin.
It's the little ways you drive my attention over toward you
It's the way you flirt and bug when I see you in the hall
It's how relaxed you look, the ease you carry in your stride
The lazy look you get when you lean against my locker door looking me in the eye.
It's a hopeless cause, a random taunt, and a senseless way to be.
But it's the way you make me feel
The way I shudder when I hear your voice
The way my knees go weak every time I feel you come near
It's the way my heart drops to my stomach when my face grows close to yours
Although none of it may be real
All of it may not make sense
I'm just a hopeless romantic in love with randomness thinking this is the way to live.
