And It Was All Me

but what if all he thinks of me is a lost girl

Have you ever fancied someone so much that you fear rushing it, you fear coming off as too strong
Because now I don't know what to do when their mundane words make me smile
And there are no butterflies, just soft winds blowing through a dandelion feild when i think of them
I fear them leaving me today, more than the thought what if we work out
I would stay as a freind if it meant i get to keep them in my life
And i don't know if this is love or if this is how it feels to be freinds
But i am sure its more healthy love than anything i have felt in my life so far