I tell my friends that i've moved on but i can't convince myself. There are times when i'm not alone and i don't think about you at all. Without you though, i feel alone. Does that make sense?
There's loud music but in my mind silence. That is when you come. Please stop torturing me.
I can't help when i remember your face. Your amber eyes. They look stunning in the sun and they tell more than words can. Your dark hair. Your beautiful style. The way you make me feel. That i feel like i can tell you everything. I just love talking to you. You're great listener and you always have a helpful advice and...
I remember when you said you didn't like your hair. Or you're face without make up on. I told you no but my head was telling me you're stunning.
I wish you could know that i want you in the most unromantic way.
Things would be so different if i could just have the guts.
Like, i practice.
1.The truth? I like you. And i like you a lot. More like a lot. Like insanely a lot.
2.Hey, I, um, well i like you. alot.
3.I like you. A lot. I know sometimes i mess up and do things that make it seem like i don't care but trust me, i do.
4.The day i met you my life changed. They you make me feel is too hard to explain.
If only i had the guts maybe things would've been different.
