I really hope so. ♥
I told myself to get over you;
But I didn’t listen.
My heart and my brain act separately.
I shouldn’t like you like this.
But I want to like you like this.
I know you may never feel the same;
After all;
Plenty of girls would take you.
And I’m sure you have no problem taking them.
But when you look at me;
I just feel like it’s different from the way you look at everyone else.
More serious and thoughtful;
And less innocent and casual.
If and when I cross paths with you
It’s like a jolt of electricity in my stomach;
More powerful than butterflies.
When you said my name the first time
I wanted to hang on to that memory.
The way it sounded coming from your lips;
Like it fit perfectly.
Like it my name was meant to be said by you;
And only you.
When I catch you looking at me
I can’t help but feel special;
Like we’re the only two people in the room.
And I really want to believe
You don’t act like this towards other girls.
When you ‘casually’ end up next to me;
I hope it’s not just coincidence.
I hope you tried, fought to be next to me.
I hope you love me.
Because I think I love you.
And I hardly even know you.