So this is why they call it falling you're looking at the view and then you're hit Cupid's arrow pushed me off as I'm calling your name. It's like a song on my tongue and nothing else will be the same and even though I am so young and nothing could ever happen between you and me. I fall anyways, a broken young teen who can only see what she wants to be and the one who could love her if only he'd try, And even though she is sure She still wants to cry because out of all of the boys in the whole wide world she wants the foul-mouthed boy yeah, she wants to be his girl. It's funny how someone who gives me so much joy can also cause me so much pain in the heart, in the chest on the lips, in the brain. Why couldn't I want the best? when you aren't near, I can talk myself out. You're an ******, dear and you do like to shout. Yet my brain finds you endearing and I know I can't stop even though you can't be hearing these words, my heart seems to pop out of my rib cage when you're here. Everything else goes away and even if your intentions are unclear, somehow that is a-okay. My whole being manages to see every little detail of you somehow liking me. And that's how I know my eyes are untrue Because even if I'm somehow deluded by the ******* jacket and big brown eyes, there's a place in your heart where I'm not included just because I have such a good disguise So in the end, I can't love you it's like swimming with a 140 pound brick yet, I still do even though it makes my logic sick. And as I drown in my emotions, sinking down with a smile. As I drown in that ocean, I hope to see you in a while.