Every time I tried to go on with my life before I fall for you, you messed it up by appearing very charming and attracting every single molecule in my body, makes me feel like I can't get away from you, the charm that I can only feel. Only me, no one can feel your charm the way I do. But here I am, sitting on my couch, blogging about my stupid rejected feeling towards you.
A few days ago, I thought I was freed from your charm. I thought, "This guy can distract my mind from you, I'm sure." That's what I think, but not what happened.
The way you move, your glance makes me hard to keep my eyes of you. It's not that you're this charming, handsome, wholesome boy, no, you're not. We all know the fact that you're not even luckier than I am when it comes to love. You've been rejected a few times and can't even move on from your past. But again, here I am, not even better than you are, blogging craps about you, when it's so obvious that I can't even catch your mind. There is no space in your mind that is captivated by me.
These few weeks been such a rough time for me. Trying so hard not to bothered by the thought of you, by words that you gave me, the glances that makes me hard to keep my eyes of you. Again, it's very hard not to take a look at you, moreover when you're also looking at me, and then you raise your eyebrow to me. I wish that I can make you love me the way I want you to feel, but then again, it's not love when I want you to feel the same thing as I felt.
But yesterday, you appear as charming as usual to me, making me love you like I used to, before those words broke my heart. We talked, we sat next to each other, like nothing had happened before. Again, you stole my focus that moment when you enter that door, walk with such a goody stomps. Stop making me love you then I'll set you free from my mind.
A few days ago, I thought I was freed from your charm. I thought, "This guy can distract my mind from you, I'm sure." That's what I think, but not what happened.
The way you move, your glance makes me hard to keep my eyes of you. It's not that you're this charming, handsome, wholesome boy, no, you're not. We all know the fact that you're not even luckier than I am when it comes to love. You've been rejected a few times and can't even move on from your past. But again, here I am, not even better than you are, blogging craps about you, when it's so obvious that I can't even catch your mind. There is no space in your mind that is captivated by me.
These few weeks been such a rough time for me. Trying so hard not to bothered by the thought of you, by words that you gave me, the glances that makes me hard to keep my eyes of you. Again, it's very hard not to take a look at you, moreover when you're also looking at me, and then you raise your eyebrow to me. I wish that I can make you love me the way I want you to feel, but then again, it's not love when I want you to feel the same thing as I felt.
But yesterday, you appear as charming as usual to me, making me love you like I used to, before those words broke my heart. We talked, we sat next to each other, like nothing had happened before. Again, you stole my focus that moment when you enter that door, walk with such a goody stomps. Stop making me love you then I'll set you free from my mind.