I see a different world in his eyes, A world I want to indulge in But our laughter breaks the stare And I realize I just to hear This tune on repeat. The riddles he throws at me Makes my mind go blank, I'm too busy staring At the freckles on his face And wondering if he feels The same way about me. I shake my head trying To configure the lines he conveyed While I look down and study the bulging veins on the top of his hands and think of ways not to get hurt again.