I wanted her
With her it feels like I didn't spend the last 15 months depressed
It feels like I don't hate to wake up and get dressed
I even forgot that my grandpa recently left this world,
and more than anything,
I wanted her.
She had a mind more beautiful than the seven wonders of the world
She has a strange way of making me feel 5 again just with her words
and I don't think she knows how much I love my time with her
and I don't think she knows that I lose track of time around her
and I don't think she knows how much more the sun shines with her
and I don't think she knows that I lose my mind around her
So I still think of her simply because I'd never met a goddess so divine
But, I guess, I have to grow up sometime.
So, maybe it's best for her not to know,
Exactly how much she's affected my soul.
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