I had the time of my life, and I turn towards you and you look the other way, oh dear but I'll keep staring at you because it's worth it, it fulfills my mind in a way.
you looked so perfect, so absolutely flawless and touching your hand is a memory worth keeping

I haven't slept tonight your face has been haunting my mind we watched toy story and made our own soundtrack and then we walked down the street and there you were, singing, even. I just wanted to keep a hand on your thigh while you held your arm around me, to be honest just to be held was all I ever wanted in your presence, from your being, I just wanted you to notice

but sigh it seems to be wrong whenever I try