She whispers to him, he whispers to her,
"Will you, my sweetheart, be my sweet girl?"
She giggles and blushes and quickly looks away,
How much courage it'd take for me to jump in and say.
I'm in love with you, lovely, so why not me?
Could my not-so-subtle hints not be enough for you to see?
My head drops to my hands as my heart falls below.
I want you so bad, more than you'll ever know.
So with that, I smile and get on with my week.
Sad as that is, I care no longer to speak.
Seeing as my words have gotten me no where,
Ripped into pieces, my heart left to tear.
I laugh, Ha-ha-ha, not like I care.
But actually I do, more than I'd like to share.
I don't know what it is that attracts me to you.
Why I need you so badly, why I can't just be through.
I click on your name, your picture is there.
Your smile, your eyes, your effervescent hair.
You excite me, you do, with every truth and every lie.
Why is it that the one we want, is always our runaway guy?
