1:15, Sunday morning.
I saw your reflection, I think it's a warning.
If I don't express my feelings soon,
I'll die at noon.
Your so cute but so tragic,
I want to feel your magic.
Feels like a knife is against my heart.
I express my feelings for you through my art.
When I see you, I feel so shy,
the only thing that comes out of my throat is "Hi".
These have been the loneliest mornings I have had,
when I'm with you I'm far from bad.
When your not around I'm withered like a candlewick,
I'll disappear like a magic trick.
Just the easiest words need to slip from my tongue,
"I love you" have to be exhaled from my lungs.
(Let the record show that the boy is in so much love with the girl but the girl doesn't recognize it. She spent little time with the boy and she just ignores him now)
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