I think you're being petty

I think you're being childish

I think you're being blinded

Am I suppose to tell you

I've been holding my tongue

Keeping in every ounce of admiration

Was I suppose to tell you

That your smile made me melt

That your presence shook my life

That every time you touched me

I hoped it was just a little more

I'm better now at being silent

Your life is going through an earthquake and for that I forgive all the bad thing and all the sad words

But know that if I could I'd kiss it all away

Even if it risked my own earthquake.