We bicker like an old couple,
But we talk like two good friends,
And I can't help but secretly want him,
Because out of everyone I've ever known,
It's also been him,
To call me unsuspectedly and chat,
No matter how many times I try to push him out of my life,
For God sake's he's in Florida and I still think of him every now and then,
Was it just false hope,
Or still a solid dream I should pursue,
Am I just nuts?
But I still look back to that night,
That first night when he put his arm around me so randomly,
I had glasses on and my hair looked a wreck,
Still…
For some stupid reason it felt right with only him