Why can't I just let you go?
Why do I keep holding onto someone I can't have?
Why the **** do I torture myself like that?

maybe its your blonde hair
maybe it smells like strawberries
maybe it smells like some other fruit

maybe its your eyes
blue enough to drown in
blue enough to swim in

maybe its your body
and how perfectly it could fit in mine
and how cute you look
in underwear and a t-shirt
and how it maybe feels like heaven

maybe

I'm just in love with the thought
the thought of dating a girl
who is eons out of my league
and if it wasn't for these hipster glasses
I wouldn't be able to see you
wayyyyyyyy out there

but I'm sorta content with that
content with just the thought
if circumstances were different
and I lived closer
or you lived closer
or I didn't text you too much
or you didn't text me too little
that maybe
this could work