To the average you, from the average me
There is nothing going on, as far as any average eye can see.
But if you look a bit deeper,
past the flesh and bone
You’ll see that my heart beats even faster
if you call me on the telephone.
If you look at my in the hall,
my soul seems to die, my heart jumps
out of my chest
and it makes me want to cry
If you held my hand
My muscles would get tighter
My heart would skip several beats
and the shine would shine even brighter
If you were to kiss my lips
my body would die inside
my heart would stop
my knees give way
and as I lay on the ground
you’d push the hair from my face
and I love you is all you’d say
But these are all what if’s, could been’s
or never wills
Because only in a dream
do you feel the way I do
Only in a dream do you say
I love you.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 1:56 PM UTC
To the average you, from the average me
There is nothing going on, as far as any average eye can see.
But if you look a bit deeper,
past the flesh and bone
You’ll see that my heart beats even faster
if you call me on the telephone.
If you look at my in the hall,
my soul seems to die, my heart jumps
out of my chest
and it makes me want to cry
If you held my hand
My muscles would get tighter
My heart would skip several beats
and the shine would shine even brighter
If you were to kiss my lips
my body would die inside
my heart would stop
my knees give way
and as I lay on the ground
you’d push the hair from my face
and I love you is all you’d say
But these are all what if’s, could been’s
or never wills
Because only in a dream
do you feel the way I do
Only in a dream do you say
I love you.
High School Potery Throwback
