Look at that smile. That boy knows
how to make a girl blush. His
laugh makes the butterflies in my
tummy turn into bats. Laid back,
but he`s shy. Quiet but he`s funny. Casual
but he`s sweet. Damn if he doesn`t
get any girl he wants.
But he wants me.
Jaws drop, eyes pop, you
Lucky, lucky girl.
With all those girls who have
pretty smiles, decent grades,
he picks the one who cant seem to
make up her mind
about what or who she wants.
He`s so innocent, deserves so much better
than someone like me.
I have him in the palm of my
hands, and can crush him with
one squeeze, but I`d never,
ever hurt him. I need that smile
if his. I need the conversation`s
we have. But mostly I need
to know that at least
someone loves me. Even if it's so
hard to love back.
