Two thousand and ten,
that's when I noticed my heart beat for you.

Two thousand and ten,
I thought I was crazy to even look at you.

I've been here for you,
I've cried with you,
I've admitted I wanted to die to you.
I've also left you passed out drunk of the floor, just so I wouldn't kiss you.

Two thousand and eleven,
suicide strikes and you disappear.
It's ******* me too,
I'm always here for you.
Let me cry with you,
I always say how I'd rescue you.

Two thousand and twelve,
I admit my love for you,
you love me too?
I'm not a real girl to you.

You said you always wanted to know,
so go, kiss me.
You made my heart skip a beat.
You make me nervous,
you make me look twice after we kiss.

Your beard scratched my neck,
you make my eyes roll back,
with a simple press of your perfect lips.
And, those finger tips,
tracing me, learning me, finally touching me.

Two thousand and twelve,
if you leave now I have no where to go.
I'm starting to feel low,
nothing that good could be so wrong.
Maybe some clarity will bring us to where we belong.