Most of the girls swept off their feet
when you come around.
I didn't even notice that.
I never notice you before. I don't even
care.
First conversations came in an awkward
moment.
I was shy and you're the type of person
that's hard to talk to.
But as time goes by, I got the chance
to know you.
We talked and made fun of each other,
exchanging jokes and you always win.
But I never understand why most of the
girls like you.
You're too serious in everything you
do.
Maybe it's the way you speak.
Maybe it's the you smile.
Or maybe it's the way you talk like a
wise man do.
And I never even thought that I was
gonna fall for that.
Not even notice that I slowly, I like
the way you smile.
Like how your voice was a melody to my
ears.
Like how my heart beats faster whenever
you come closer.
Thinking how good you are to me.
Yet knowing you're on the other side.
You're near yet so far.
Will you feel the same way if I ever
told you?
I doubt it.
So, nevermind.
It's better for things to stay this
way, than to lose you.
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