Come Away With Me

The first time I saw him, boyfriend wasn’t the first word in my head. Friend maybe, but not someone I would want to date. The second time I saw him, something changed in my mind. He looked better, he talked softer, he acted cuter. Could one day really make that much of a difference? But that voice, so pure. That hair, so soft. That face, so angelic. The way he laughs, and the way he makes me laugh. His smile is just so contagious. When he’s near me, I feel like I can conquer anything. So why isn’t he mine?