I dont even know his favorite song.
I dont even know his Middle name.
I dont even know what he wants to do When he grows up and moves away
I dont even know who his mother is
I dont even know his favorite team
I dont even know who he wishes he was, who he's been, or his struggle to get here
I dont even know who this boy is.
I dont even know why I dont walk away
This intrigue pulling me farther away
Pulls me closer in some strange way
I dont even know what he does on the weekends
I dont even know his middle school crush
I dont even know what he wants from me
I dont even know.. I dont even know
I dont even know why I want to know
But I want to know all of these things
I want this to be more than a surface
I want this crush to run deeper
I want him to care about who i am
I want to not even know , that I know, that I dont even know what I want to know.
But I want to know it.. none the less.
2 comments:
If its meant to be, you'll know it. I know it. ;-)
if i knew who that was.. this would be much more meaningful;)
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