The thought of you brushes my mind
Every second of everyday
Hearing your name makes me happy
Seeing your smile, hearing your laugh
It all makes me happy
Before I get to see you I am so nervous
But once we talk I don’t feel like I’m about to die. I feel a connection, something I’m sure you don’t feel. But hey it’s ok just the simple thought of you makes me so happy.
The Thought Of You
When the moon reaches its highest point, i’m awake with the thought of you.
When the sun has broke the darkness, i’m awake with the thought of you.
The thought of you lips brushing mine.
The thought of your eyes searching for mine. The thought of your hands touching mine.
The thought of you keeps me awake until the moon reaches its highest point, until the sun breaks the darkness.
When your crush uploads a new profile picture
And then you found out that he or she is taken
And then you see your crush’s boyfriend/girlfriend, and they’re also fucking hot
How many people must I love before one of them finally loves me back?
I really think I love you. I love how you act all stupid, but are actually really smart and mature. I love your laugh, and your smile. I love just listening to your voice, especially when you are very passionate about something-or even when you ramble and have no idea what to talk about. I love how you know everyone and try to include everyone. I love how you don’t let the word ‘popular’ get to your head. I just love you.
But you have no clue.