A smile so natural, you don’t know what it does to me.
Hoping someday you’ll see
That you and I could become “we”
That would be a plus!
There’s nothing else to discuss.
I hope to me, you’d be interested
Because with myself, I am infuriated
As I can’t keep straight the things I’ve stated
I am much too infatuated
I couldn’t love you for it would be a lie
I couldn’t let you wait on me or let you say you’d rather die
Than be alone and without me.
For what you felt for me was never love, not at all
It was infatuation and wanting, no, not love at all.
To hold your breath if I told you to
That would have been too much power I’d hold over you.
You were wrong for me for I never wanted or liked you
And I truly am sorry for I could never learn to love you.
I am feeling that feeling
The one that should not be
The one that ought to be avoided
You and I both know that there is something
Something going on
Something more than friendly
But you and I also know
We could never be
Not like this
Still I long for our time
Until such that I can find my own
Hey you pretty little thing
Silly little thing you are
Cuteness bundled up
And you don’t even notice
My heart raises whenever you’re around
It rises in a good way
Oh sweet little thing
What a pleasure it is to be near you
Your presence gives joy to the once aching heart
Oh sweetness I adore thee
And I am contented to be
As close as we are now