The way you breathe,
Play with your hair,
The face you make when
You're deep in thought,
Those pretty eyes,
Your kissable lips,
That awkwardness
Mixed with your
Easy-going nature,
That deep voice,
Your cute laugh,
Those soft hands,
Every tiny freckle,
Your big dreams
And humble outlook,
Your nerdy side
Torn between
Your free spirit,
I think and think,
You are the better half of mine.
I love you.

He thought that her smile was a fence;
He’s excited to discover the other side of that fence.
And so, He tried to climb it--
Now, His legs ache,
His hands drip red,
And he got exhausted from the cuts of the attempt;
He just hurt himself. And then, he realized, It’s not meant for him.

The way you breathe,
Play with your hair,
The face you make when
You're deep in thought,
Those pretty eyes,
Your kissable lips,
That awkwardness
Mixed with your
Easy-going nature,
That deep voice,
Your cute laugh,
Those soft hands,
Every tiny freckle,
Your big dreams
And humble outlook,
Your nerdy side
Torn between
Your free spirit.
Think. and I think
I’m inlove with You.