unrequited love
a. scott
The way your eyes can whisper
novellas about your life
you'd think I would understand
The way you nibble your lip
and how it screams about your
desires, you'd think I'd catch on
The way you say my name
in heavy reverant tones
you'd think I'd start to listen
The way you stare so
unprotectedly
unworried that I'll see
that someday I'd look back
The way you burrow in
to all my dreams
you'd hope I'd start to think
Or at least I know I would
if I were in your shoes
a. scott
The way your eyes can whisper
novellas about your life
you'd think I would understand
The way you nibble your lip
and how it screams about your
desires, you'd think I'd catch on
The way you say my name
in heavy reverant tones
you'd think I'd start to listen
The way you stare so
unprotectedly
unworried that I'll see
that someday I'd look back
The way you burrow in
to all my dreams
you'd hope I'd start to think
Or at least I know I would
if I were in your shoes