Dont joke like that
you hurt my pride
pride of the way
i make you melt inside
i know i can catch you
looking at me with a want
yet i never look up
not a tease, nor a taunt
for though i like you
and these things are pure
i cannot decide about me
its me, i am unsure
for whenever i talk to you
you make me smile
for every word you say
stands out a mile
and yet i dunno
i guess its just a phase
an attraction a desire
sumthing, a blur, a haze
for it's not that i miss you
when you aint there
it's no that i wait for you
with unknown things to share
and yet, i do think
and rewind our words
and yet i do wonder
of things i said and things i heard
forgive me my friend
for thats what your yet
and i pray its a phase for you
for it would be then easier to forget.
