How is it...
How is it that when I put pen to paper
the feelings come out in a rush,
but when I try to talk to you
all I can do is blush?
How is it that all you have to do
is smile and say "Hi"
to make me giggle like a little girl
and give me butterflies?
How is it that every time
I hear your name
I can only think of whether
you feel the same?
How is it that I can cry
a thousand tears over you,
and yet I still come back
like I don't have a choice not to?
How is it that whenever I see you
I can only think of one word
to describe how I feel
Love, is it really that absurd?
the feelings come out in a rush,
but when I try to talk to you
all I can do is blush?
How is it that all you have to do
is smile and say "Hi"
to make me giggle like a little girl
and give me butterflies?
How is it that every time
I hear your name
I can only think of whether
you feel the same?
How is it that I can cry
a thousand tears over you,
and yet I still come back
like I don't have a choice not to?
How is it that whenever I see you
I can only think of one word
to describe how I feel
Love, is it really that absurd?