Wide eyes,
Big heart,
Bigger dreams.

There are certain things in life that we just can't have.

It's funny.

These are the things we always want most.

Longing gazes during science.
'Accidental' phone calls at midnight.
The way that forest green compliments you skin.

Your strong arms,
Your soft hair,
Your kind eyes,
Your beautiful smile.

Though we've known of each other for years,
I can't say I've ever really known you.

But I want to, I've always wanted to.

I've always felt this way.

Thought I'd grow out of it...
Guess not.

One hundred and thirty one days.
Feels so long,
But short compared to how long I've waited...
131 days until I see you for real.

Tiled white floor.
Off-white walls.
Lights are half off,
So is my brain.

Faded floral wallpaper,
Carpet in blood red.
And though I've got a heavy heart,
My hands support my head.
Your eyes, just like diamonds.
And your gaze, it stops me dead.
The words just fall right out my mouth,
I don't know what I said.

I think I'm going crazy,
For you,
For you.

Scuffed black plastic furniture,
Walls painted fresh white.
I know I shouldn't kiss you,
But I think that I might try.
Thoughts flutter around my head,
A kind of constant fright.
I hope that you won't find this out,
You won't turn on the light.

I think I'm going crazy,
For you,
For you.

Before I will shut my eyes,
There's one thing that comes first.
I pray that I can just go back,
To put it in reverse.
You know, she seems alright,
And I guess I shouldn't hate her,
But she's the freshly painted wall,
And I'm the faded paper.

Broken shadows in the bathroom mirror.
Remember back when I was young and didn't know and didn't care?