Wednesday, October 8, 2014

It's strange, with you

 
I have so much fun thinking of you
But I get really lonely thinking of you
It’s a strange thing to like someone

An evening with nothing much going on

I’m walking in front of my house because the night air was good
But suddenly, I miss you
It’s so strange, love

You get lonely because you like someone

What is happening?
My heart isn’t like my heart at all
What do I do now?
All my time, all my space
Everything around me is only you, it’s strange

I miss you, it’s weird

It’s weird so I miss you
Then I get really nervous
Nothing is wrong

But I tear up at the sunlight
Then I feel better by talking to you on the phone
It’s so strange, love

You get thankful because you’re hurting

You feel proud that you’re thankful
What is happening?
That path is not that path at all
It’s strange like going on a trip without planning
So I want to go once more with you

When I’m looking at you like this

How can I explain this? I’m happy but scared at the same time

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