I feel like being a cliche . telling you things that won't make much sense and that at any other time would sound terribly idiotic to me . maybe they still do but I tell myself it's ok as long as I can whisper them into your ear. your eyes are green .. most people mistake them for hazel . they're sleepy most of the time and full of laughter as if you've just heard some fantastic joke that I don't know . I let myself hurt when you're around so you can comfort me and make everything better . I hang onto your every word -- sometimes furious with myself for letting your words have so much power over me .
Alone as I remember things you've said to me I find myself laughing silently . wondering what the hell you were thinking . hoping you're thinking about me and wondering if I'm thinking about you .
you're a self-proclaimed nerd . you love cuddling on the couch and watching movies all night long . and when I'm tired as fuck I can't seem to get myself off that damn couch . yes , I feel like spouting poetry . something overly dramatic to make you notice me . we've talked about love . we've said it's not our thing -- you swear you don't believe in love . I swore the same thing because it's true . I don't believe in love . you place your head on my lap , green eyes staring up to look into mine . and smile . I try and smile back but I'm not sure if it's working .. no , I don't believe in love . I just feel like being a cliche .
