There is this boy I like
But I do not like him for the right reasons
I like him because of kiss that was left on my forehead
I like him because of the way I feel when his arms are around me
I like him because he makes me smile
But after all of that.
I know absolutely nothing about this boy.
I do not know his hopes
I do not know his dreams
I know nothing about him, it seems.
So I'll keep my mouth shut
Try to keep the butterflies from fluttering
And hope I'll make it through another day
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 5:39 PM UTC
There is this boy I like
But I do not like him for the right reasons
I like him because of kiss that was left on my forehead
I like him because of the way I feel when his arms are around me
I like him because he makes me smile
But after all of that.
I know absolutely nothing about this boy.
I do not know his hopes
I do not know his dreams
I know nothing about him, it seems.
So I'll keep my mouth shut
Try to keep the butterflies from fluttering
And hope I'll make it through another day