Neither of us were fine
Because I was chasing after him
And he was a few steps ahead of mine
Running in the same direction, same line, that was his only sign
Same pace, same time
His movements matched mine
He intended to leave and i'd stay behind
I never caught up
No, not in this life

I haven't been saying a whole lot of anything
and anything I have been saying is a whole lot of nothing
my words come out as symbols
and my thoughts pop up as rough drafts
its times like these I think I can't speak
and I cant speak or think at times like these

And I had to walk away
I was just hoping at least he noticed I didn't run

He likes coffee in the morning, but only if there's no tea
He likes it light; really milky and sugary
Sometimes he gets nervous and runs a hand through his hair
And he doesn't notice how it makes me stare
When he's really laughing, his dimples pop out
When he's faking that sound, his eyebrows stay down
He often gets sad when I'm sharing that feeling
But kisses me hard so I know that he means it
I know where he works and what he does in his free time
When we fight, we both explode because we're two passionate young minds
I know a lot of things about myself and him
but not other love burns brighter than what we feel within