Your hair, it's georgeous. Your eyes, sweetly intimidating. Your smile, melts metals.
I actually look at you secretly. I shamelessly admit that I stalk you. I pretend that smile didn't shake the very ego I've been building proudly. I wish to God everynight for you to not exist because you've been wrecking havoc in my head all day long. People yell at me for picking you and not a normal human being. They don't get it. My heart knows but my head can't explain it. Frankly, I'm just in too deep to care. And I really like where I am right now.
But please, grow the fuck up.
Grow up, and I swear I'll fall in love with you.
"If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be,
Would you go along with someone like me?"
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