Your skin shines like gold. Your hair just as fine. How I wish someday I can call you mine.

The words I can’t say to you, I dream of every night. Perfecting them incase I get the courage to do.

I turn my head when you sigh. Every joke I make, I listen for your laugh. My friends call me crazy, for loving someone like that.

Maybe someday things will change. Maybe someday I’ll look at you and you’ll know. That the boy who has everything wants the girl who thinks she deserves nothing.