there’s this boy who looks like my first celebrity crush he’s taken by a beautiful girl with cherry painted lips and a golden smile oh, what i would give to get lost in the labyrinth of blossoming love to hear the accordion singing its recycled cheesy song but it dives and curls and the wind is blowing in a strange manner exhausted feelings catch up to me
there’s this boy who makes me scared for my soul because i like him so, but i’ve never met him that’s how all my love songs go nobody ever realizes nobody ever knows they always slip through my sweaty fingers and their deep voices just become shallow echoes
there’s this boy who is the star in every show
there’s always the side character who pines and never gets loved it hurts to be so empty
he looks so much like him ahhhhh. ok, i saw a show. and yeah.