A Lived Out Life

my brown eyed girl

my brown eyed girl

all it took was one look,
one laugh,
one smile,
for you to trap me in this game we play with our feelings.

i didnt plan for this to happen,
quite the opposite honestly.
see when we first met you werent catching my eye but that's because i had someone at home catching it,
but that fell apart and you were the first one who noticed and cared.

i dont think you did this on purpose,
i even convinced myself for a while you didnt know what you were doing to me but there was no way.
no way you didnt feel it too in the 'little longer than normal to still be considered friendly' looks,
the lingered touches on shoulders,
the exaggerated joke telling to hear you laugh.

theres no way you didnt notice my tendency to be over protective of you.
or the way i started to stand closer to you.
or the way my eyes lingered on yours when my hand was on your leg that day.

so dear my little brown eyed girl,
were you feeling it too?
or was it all in my head?