Afraid Crushes
Kind of Like Spitting
The way your hair fell across your eyes spoiled my plans to
never fall again. And when in
vain I said so plain, that I
could love, love that face
hold those hands, love that
place make big plans. She
almost cried. And is it
alright if I bury myself in
your charms? And is it
alright if I swear to you
without a sound? How odd
behaved in situations like these, I cant believe that
I'm here I can't believe that
you'd care. And if or rather
when it all goes wrong will I
retain any dignity at all?
Unlike the last one under a
cold sun. Unlike the last
one. I almost died. Is it
alright if I bury myself in
your charms? And is it alright if if swear to you
without a sound?