How do I tell you I like you?
Where do I begin?
As each day new comes and goes,
My feelings for you only grow.
I guess it's the way you know when I'm hurting,
Without me having to say something,
You're always there.
Or maybe it's the intoxicated messages you send me,
To you they may be forgotten,
But I hold onto every word.
It could be the way we both find peace in the depressing messages behind sad music.
Or how you admitted to crying when you're upset.
It's the dark green crew neck you sometimes wear.
It's the soft looks you give me at practice.
It's how you promise everything will turn around for me like it's doing for you.
It's everything about you, really.
I'm crazy for you and I can't believe I let this happen.
Part of me knows that the only 'us' will exist in my mind,
But the rest of me just wants you so bad.
Maybe this is the only way I'll be able to tell you how I feel,
Through words you'll never hear.
But if one day you come across this,
I can only hope you know it's about you.