I DON'T KNOW THIS FEELING
i don't know what too call this
his eyes, you see there almost
like tree roots that grasp my mind
i don't know how you do it,
but my eyes go blind for other guys
i don't know.... if its right to say i love...
what if i say it?
would you shove me out of your life
you see your eyes, make me feel loved...
i don't know, how your mind thinks of me
does it have thoughts between the time
i see you till next time.
your mind, your eyes.
i don't know what this feeling is
but it makes me feel grey when
i don't see you in crowds
this is quite cliche, feeling this way.
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