You made me feel guilty yesterday.
How did you do it you may ask?
Remember when you asked me to be your girl And I blatantly refused?
Yesterday you told me that you love me.
My breath was lost like a small pebble in the woods as I heard those words that are sweeter than honey.
I looked into your beautiful brown eyes
Looking for some sign of deception,
But all I saw was honesty, seriousness, and truth.
I shouldn't have thought the worst of you then.
I shouldn't have stereotyped you with other guys.
Why didn't I give this love a chance?
Why did I crush you?
Now I know that you love me,
But deep inside, I also know that I am guilty.
