He wanted to tell her
That she looked lovely
Perfect
That her eyes in the evening sun
Looked like a Hazel paradise
That he didn't deserve her
He didn't deserve her
And that last truth
That he longed to whisper
Into her ear
Kept the words back
And his heart locked up
And all he said was
"You look fine"
Someone told me that other people find you 20% more attractive than you find yourself. I don't know if I believe that's true, but I guess I'll still holding onto the hope that someone will look at me and not hold in the words he wants to say out loud.