coward

A cellphone fully filled with you,
right now you open it

Why is it like this?
Whenever I see you, I become nervous
My breathing stops, I must really like you
I go the road to where you are, so lovely

Saving the mini skirt outfit, a made up face
Is it for me, or are you meeting someone

My breathing stops,
I must really be jealous
I can see your lovely heart now

I miss you, I miss you so much
An idiot who cannot tell
An idiot who cannot talk whenever I see you
I want to hold you and confess to you
Why doesn't the chance come?

mood : terrified but am not LEAVING