“Your eyes Why do you look at me like that? Making me want you, Making my heart pound, those brown eyes staring into my eyes, More than my eyes, but staring into my soul, Deep down I know I can NEVER have you, For she is the one with the key to your heart, For now. I wish I was smart enough to not love you, But rather than loving with my eyes, But closing my eyes and thinking with my heart, When I want you, your there When I need you, your there When I sleep all I dream about is us together When I wake, I remember she is with You. . . . .”
