Every
night before I go to sleep,
You cross my mind no matter how hard I try to
keep you out.
You don't even know that I like you, it's like my
little secret. It's a secret because you are dating
her and because I seriously doubt you would ever
someone as imperfect want me.
Sometimes I wonder if I cross your mind before you fall asleep
at night, if I have the effect on you that I get everytime you
look me in the eyes, the butterflies that I get in my stomach
just by being with you?
Then I realize that won't ever happen, because i'm not
her.