This is the notebook I grab when I sit in this chair
This is the pen I put to paper, right after I see you
These are the words that try to come out realistic
But always come out poetic

Why does seeing you make me weak?
All I want to do is be strong, and show you who I am
I’m so different when I’m around you
I’m so different, and I love it

I feel like I love you
But how can I say I love you
When I haven’t even said I like you

This is so stupid
This is so fabulous

I don’t want you for an hour
I don’t want you for a day
I want you forever