Uncertainty upon first meeting,
keep it simple stupid, mwah
keep it short, a simple greeting.
Time passes, days go by, blah blah blah,
I notice it’s you that I enjoy seeing.
Now I’m all fucked up you know,
my whole state of being,
peeling these emotions, trying to figure
out their meaning.
Thoughts running through my head
from the moment I rise from bed,
picturing scenarios of you and me,
wishing they were reality.
Feeling anxious whenever I’m near you,
nervous as fuck, don’t know what to do.