This feeling is so wrong
But I can't help looking into his eyes and feeling my heart race
He has never known me, and maybe that's good
Because I have no idea what I'd do if he did know me

I love him: no, I love the idea of him
And those feelings keep swelling in my mind
Which I know are entirely innocent
But wildly improper

For this obsession, this infatuation
Has embodied and taken over my flawed adolescent mind
And I know my decision is made
Yet I can't stand the thought of letting it go

Two years is all that stands between us
A measly little number, which otherwise could amount to nothing
This number is the bane of my existence
Stopping me from experiencing an emotion I never wanted

I don't know what I am doing
I am naive and foolish and I do this all the time
I can't cut myself off from this something I've never understood
I can wait, and perhaps that is all I can do

I am no longer the bitter and distraught cynic I was
What I don't want is here in front of me
And it won't go away
Who knows if it ever will?

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