Hey, boy. We're like puzzle peices.

I force a smile everyday.
A laugh is faked,
It's on it's way.
I need to work on,
that fake "I'm okay."

I force a smile everyday,
But with you,
It's a different kind of "hey."
It's how you talk to me,
That I feel the need,
to smile,
one that's not forced.
It feels so great.
It feels right, y'know?

A laugh is faked.
But with you,
It's like I don't have to act,
It's not like I'm with anyone else.
With you,
I can, laugh completely.
I feel so whole.
It's amazing.

I need to work on,
That fake "I'm okay."
Boy, with you,
I don't need to fake it.
I feel safe and secure,
I know your by my side.
I can't help but know,
That I'm okay,
at that moment,
is such an understatment.

His brown long hair,
I love it.
His laugh, and smile,
It's made to be on his face.
His eyes,
they're glued to mine.
I love this.
I love the feeling of being complete.
Boy, with you, I am complete.

With this boy,
I don't need to force a smile every minute.
My laugh's no longer faked.
With him,
There's no need,
for that fake "I'm okay."
Because for once a day,
I mean it.