if i could

if i could

the things i would tell you if i could,

that i crack my knuckles when i hear you talk

cause you make me nervous, 

not in a bad way but you do,

and that i love it when you wear that shirt on sundays

because it reminds me of the summer

and that my chest hurts every time i see you

cause i think of what could’ve been

and that i love you still

even after you stopped looking

and talking

i saw you, you know,

when you would look for me

across the busy room,

filled with girls fawning over you,

i heard you talk to him about me, 

and every time i did i would blush

because i thought the same things about you

or that i would run up and kiss you 

in front of everybody

because you’re only young once

and who gives a damn about what others think

and i just have these insane feelings for you

that i can’t get you out of my head

and tell you how crazy you make me

but i can’t do that

because of you

because you stopped looking

and talking

and i noticed

and thats ok

but just know 

these are the things 

i would tell you

if 

i 

could