I have no idea what a kiss could feel like. and even when i shut these invisible eyes your lips are transparent illusive i can't even tug your arm.
a determined agony to lose oneself in a dream force my lids to see you walk? stand? hear a deep laugh? you've got no idea that i am wailing for you how do you know that i may even crush on you. Are you crushing for me?
Infatuation, a sudden call of living in hardship i ain't got much to talk about you, Blue.
I think i have lost the accurate words to confess these little thought throbs of crushing on a guy that may not even know how badly i think i would like to talk to.