Do you Think of me?
When you see the stars and moon collIde?
Or when you see fingers interTwine?
How about when you Hear laughter?
Or some smIling that comes right after?
When a love soNg comes on?
Or a winK that is instantly gone?
How about when yOu hear my name?
Or when playing a Frustrating thumb war game?
Do YOU even think of me?
Because I THINK OF YOU all the time.
I miss you
And it seems it’s, not the same for you.
Since I left,
You’re all I think about.
I’m just a burden to you.
Just say the words
And I’ll be gone
You weren’t in my book of plans exactly.
If anything, you were a boy in which I saw a vision of fun.
But then you came out with these “feelings”.
Which frankly scares me death.
But somehow, I’ve managed to not be repulsed by your actions.
I actually find them kind of cute.
And now we have this title that can’t even come out of my mouth.
You must be lucky or something.
To have changed my mind and actually call you boyfriend.