He figured it out,
That I like him,
Now he doesn't talk to me,
He leads me on,
I hate it,
And he knows it,
He sits next to me,
Then gives me the cold shoulder,
Like what the hell,
And every time he looks at me,
I get butterflies,
My face gets red,
And I just want to melt,
He even seemed a little jealous today,
I'm just so confused.
17 faves · Mar 21, 2012 6:34pm