A Wednesday morning, it was December
I wasn't planning
to find you this way
You didn't say much
just "Have a good day",
I came back later, to tell my name
Small steps, wait, what should I say?
Should I just run away?
Don't tell
I wasn't here
I could say
"Hey
you're nice
and you have pretty eyes
I thought we
could go out
what do you, say?"
But I think
Life's scary, and I don't
know you yet
Words are stuck, in my head
You're right there, in your world
all the time
I wish you, were in mine
A few days later, I'm here with paper
I wrote my number
it's new since summer
But you were not there
I missed my chances
I had my paper
it was meant for you
In my dream it went so easily
I wasn't scared to tell you how I feel
And you just, took my heart
you took it part by part
And then you gave me yours to have instead
And you said
Life's scary, but you don't
have to run
don't worry, little one
I'm right here, here for you
all the time
I promise, you'll be fine
One month, went by
it's still my paper, and I
But this time, you're there
The wind is kissing, your hair
So here's my number