unfold

Well...
You DONE DONE me,and you bet i felt it...


But if you ask me
The feeling that I'm feeling is overwhelming
And oh, it goes to show there's so much to know

I wrote this for my prettiest friend while i'm trying not to prove that I care.
I was trying not to make all my moves in one motion and scare her away.
She can't see she's making me crazy now and I don't believe she knows she's amazing how; She has me holding my breathe, so I'd never guess that I'm a none such unsuitable, suited for her .

And if you ask me, the feeling that I'm feeling is complimentary.
And it goes to show the moral of the story is boy loves girl and so on.
But the way it unfolds is yet to be told.

I know that I should be brave, even pretty can be seen by the blind.
I know that I cannot wait until the day we finally learn how to find each other
redefining open minds.

oh love, it's a brittle madness.
Inevitably it still exists, pale and fine I can't dismiss.
I won't regret and if I die, well at least I tried.

Hands in line, arms close to my side.
i'm fighting tides of an ocean's undertows and i figure that i might not make it out.

I'm taking empty, seldom speaking.