why boys will never know how girls feel on the subway

That beautiful boy across from me will never know.

He looks at me, now, like I’ve never told him th is before and he knows he could

never

Understand.

His stubble is bright, even now, even though it makes my face itch.

even though he’ll shave it tomorrow anyways

She constantly questions herself why feare is

there

But it isn’t really you r decision either

I I

a      m Am

Begion   ing beginning

to f33l t o fe el

lik z    you like you

Dddddddddddon’t      don’t don’t don’t

Get Get

It. It.

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