little Again I wish I could go back to when boys had cooties, Not the most adorable smiles. When we would actually talk to them, Not talk about them to our blogs. And when you could not even care about what they thought, Not spend our whole lives worrying about how they see us. I wish..

~A~ I only just met you You hardly know I exist, But there is something about you That makes my thoughts of you consist Its the way you have your side swooped hair, Your alluring voice, The way You seem not to care. You occasionally talk to me But I shyly look away, I can't help but be embarrassed By the little stupid things I say. I don't know where this is going I'm stuck on this one way love train There no slowing down or stopping, And I'm the only one to blame.

I need to let goooooo. He just sits there, With his friends, and laughs without a care in the world. And to me, nothing could be so perfect. But I just sit there, A uptight love struck teenager Caring about everything I do. And anything could be more attractive than that.

I Care Your big brown eyes looked into mine, And for that moment everything seemed perfect Nothing mattered but us All the puzzle pieces fell into place And the world seemed at peace. But as quickly as it started, It ended. I fell back into the real world, As I pretended not to care about a thing you do. But I do. I care a lot.

Blessing Please I met you for a reason It's either a blessing or a lesson.