When I Look at You

I sit and wait for you to say something.

But silence is all I hear.

I look at you, and catch you staring, and I smile and blush.

I try to see the reasoning in your eyes, but the only thing I get is traped in those blue-green oceans.

It doesn't make sence for you to love me, not at all.

But you do, and it baffles me.

Your this beautiful God-like sculpture, and I'm so un-balanced it's not funny.

When I look at you, I feel like I am really something.

Like nothing can ever go wrong.

When I look at you, I don't feel un-balanced, I feel perfect.