it was on a monday when I first saw you
you walked into the room and there it was..
the feeling I got when I first saw you was not right
I wanted to throw up, rip out my heart, cry
it made me feel miserable, you made me feel miserable
and that was the thing I always loved about you
it was love at first sight but you couldn't see it
or maybe I was just blind and you did see it
it was on a friday a year later when we kissed again
I didn't asked why you did it, why you kissed me
because when I looked into your eyes, I knew
you could never let go of me either
and for that moment that was enough for me
the feeling you wanted this to, maybe more than me
it always made me feel special, made me feel loved
and even today you can still make me feel miserable
but everytime you do that it never made me feel more alive
I know I ****** you up pretty boy
but let's be honest you did the same to me
so after all I think you did saw it, you saw me.
well let's be honest, I just like to write about us.