Skinny Love

I looked at him,

And he was so beautiful.

The way his eyes told me a story

The way his eyes told me the truth.

I looked at her,

And she was so beautiful.

The way her hair flicks of her shoulders,

The way her hair hid half of her insecure face.

As I looked at him,

I knew I needed him.

Everyday,

Every night.

As I looked at her,

I knew I wanted to be with her.

Everyday,

Every night.

I don't know what he thinks of me,

Or even what I think of myself.

I don't know what she thinks of me,

Or even what I think of myself.

All I do know is,

I love how he makes me feel.

Effortless,

Graceful.

All I do know is,

I love how she makes me feel.

Reckless,

Hopeful.

But yet,

I am always sad

I am not with him,

And probably never will be.

But yet,

I am sometimes sad,

We are not together,

And probably never will be.

Maybe I should just tell you how I feel