When I look into those green eyes
all I see are stops signs sayin'
"chill out and breathe."
When you look at me,
like this world is slowin' down, but
my heart keeps beating.
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.