I’m thinking of the one who won’t think back.
I really need to get my mind off this track…
I’m thinking about a guy who is really sweet,
Why I can’t stop thinking about him has got me beat.
He listened to my ranting and raving and crying.
He comforted me when I felt like I was dying,
Cracking under the pressure I felt within.
From the yelling of those whom I call kin.
He took me out to the roof where we lay,
And looked at the stars, some peace for the day.
I’d just turned 17, and I really felt
That he made this day, the best one I’d been dealt.
We shivered and cuddled from the harsh cold.
I was actually glad I had someone to hold.
I wish he had kissed me, it would be my first.
I really wanted it to be him, not some jerk.
They’ll be here this summer, and I just have to hope,
That he doesn’t just see me as some friend who can’t cope,
With the crap all around her, I must seem so weak.
A girl just longing, for a kiss on the cheek.
I’m thinking of the one who won’t think back,
I really need to find the guts that I lack,
And tell him how I really do feel.
I hope that it works out, for real.