วันจันทร์ที่ 17 กรกฎาคม พ.ศ. 2560

Thinking of you

Do you believe in love at first sight?
I don’t. And I didn’t want to. But I just can’t get my mind off you – can’t get my mind off you.

Throwback to the very first moment I saw you, that cute boy sitting somewhere in a class I don’t even remember.
I don’t know what drew me in .. to keep thinking of you (thinking of you).

I waited until I secretly learned your name.
I waited until you explicitly asked my name.
I waited until you invited me to your place.
I waited until you smiled at my face.

Even when I discovered that you have a girlfriend.
Even when everybody around you keeps mentioning your girlfriend.
I hold you dear in my heart.
Thinking of you as just a friend.

I have searched and looked for all your flaws.
Telling myself you defied all my self constructed laws.
But no matter how I tried to walk away.
I find myself closer to you every day.

I tried moving farther from you.
But my legs only moved closer to you.
I keep digging holes for you to fall in.
Baby, why do you keep falling in them?

As time passed I felt all the joy and triumph
Being able to completely Platonize you
Our times as best friends forever were a bliss
Until you asked me to a dance.

My heart flipped and choked and exploded and tranced.
All the platonic business was a lie
Too bad I learned you broke up with your girlfriend too late. But anyway –
Now you’re free to be mine.
But with all my constraints
I don’t. I didn’t want to. But I just can’t get my mind off you – can’t get my mind off you.

I pushed you away from my mind.
I pushed away the unimaginable.
I find myself moving closer to you.
But I keep telling myself you’re impossible.

Not until life had gone to one of its troughs.
When it was easier to just swim down.
I needed some reasons to live.
I don’t want to admit it baby – that you’re one of them.

A voice inside calling from a song we’ve listened together
“If you love him go get him”
Then I decide to go make you real
It’s real hard to calm my mind.
I’m trying real hard to not be obsessed.
Now I’m writing a song about you.

I keep asking myself why you?
Why have things been working out between us?
Where are we going to end? I don’t know.

I don’t know what drew me in .. to keep thinking of you.