Oh heart, get your shit together.
You don't like him. Oh wait yes you do. Oh wait no you don't. Oh fine admit it you do.
But he doesn't like you back.
-->{Why you got to show up in an old tee shirt that i love, why you got tell me i'm looking good, don't know what you were thinking, you were doing, moving in for a hug, like you don't know i'm coming unglued, why you gotta keep me make wanting you}<--
Well face the facts sweetie. Life is not like the movies. The boy doesn't see the girl dancing to music no one else hears, he doesn't hear her singing at the most random times, and he doesn't feel the wonder she does at this beautiful world.
He just thinks she's weird.
Because she is.
-->[ take me as i am or watch me as i go]<--
Well that's sure okay for the perfect girl to say.
But people just keep on having her leave. they don't stick around.
"i mean yeah she's cool, just not someone i want to be with"
they don't want to be seen with her. because maybe her weirdness will rub off on them.
So dear sweet you, you will be perfectly content with 74 cats and lots of butter.
Or maybe even a man.
not a boy. a man.
HURRY THE FUCK UP.
or stick with the cats.
{sweetdreams. Day dreams and night dreams alike}
