why don't you like me when i'm twisting myself this way and that and running to catch your wandering gaze
why don't you like me when I obviously like you and I'd pretend not to know the homework, the lamest excuse, steal a few minutes of your time and talk to you
i'm not letting my heart bleed when you're not even around to see but give me your word and i'll squeeze it empty to make room for you
I am not ready for love but i'd paint you in my dreams tie a string around my pinky write your name along my palm lines, on the backs of my eyelids.
tell me that every breath is a breath for you and every step, a step with you, so I don't forget and leave everything behind