nervous


I've seen his dad before
I waved but in the end just got ignored.
But now I'm going to sit face to face
And try to keep my heart at a low pace.
His dad, grandma, and grandpa are who I'm meeting
Thinking about it makes me feel like I'm overheating.
I love this boy with my whole heart and soul
But his dad seems like an intimidating Asshole.
Once I had the chance to say hi
Then I thought I would rather die.
I guess the point that I'm trying to get across
is when i put on my lip gloss
I wont know why I'm so nervous
But I have to stop and think hes not part of the secret
Service.

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