i cannot make myself say why I like you
& trust me i've tried
a blank piece of paper
and yet i can produce no words

so why do the tears come at night?
and at school?
do you remember on the bus, you sat behind me
you drifted peacefully off to sleep
and your face was so calm and pure
i literally cried

i'm not sure i could ever let you know how much i like you
when i cannot even put it into words myself
perhaps it is because you are the first boy to ever make me feel like a pretty girl

one day i'll tell you how many times i've cried over you