When I look into those green eyes
all I see are stops signs sayin'
"chill out and breathe."
When you look at me,
it
seems
like this world is slowin' down, but
my heart keeps beating.
I can't
breathe.
The butterflies are way too much, yet
you keep on speaking
I don't believe you understand
how much I wanna hold your hand.
You call me beautiful,
well, guess what...
You're beautiful too.
Written around April, 2016.
An immature, cheesy, and incomplete attempt to a love song that I cannot forget.