it was the very first time I had ever seen you
it wasn’t me you came to see but still, I already knew
the way you smiled and how you never stopped
such an infectious face so perfectly framed, natural beauty that couldn’t be topped
those sounds you make when you laugh, your one perfect flaw always made me laugh back
you were so different from me and with you I started seeing things so differently too
I hope you know it was never my hands tearing us apart and that I always wanted you
I’d give up those friends and trade those memories... there’s really nothing I wouldn’t do
to hear those stories, to see you study me, to have a chance to be more than just your friend
I confess I’d give up my future to be back in that room alone again
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
it was the very first time I had ever seen you
it wasn’t me you came to see but still, I already knew
the way you smiled and how you never stopped
such an infectious face so perfectly framed, natural beauty that couldn’t be topped
those sounds you make when you laugh, your one perfect flaw always made me laugh back
you were so different from me and with you I started seeing things so differently too
I hope you know it was never my hands tearing us apart and that I always wanted you
I’d give up those friends and trade those memories... there’s really nothing I wouldn’t do
to hear those stories, to see you study me, to have a chance to be more than just your friend
I confess I’d give up my future to be back in that room alone again