Do you ever think of me,
In the right way?
Do I ever cross your mind?
Am I somewhat important to you?
I know exactly how I feel about you,
And it’s kinda hard to accept the fact that I still think about you all the time
I still think about what we had before,
And what we still can
Do you ever do the same?
Everytime I see you,
I can’t help but contstantly get butterflies
How do you feel whenever I come around?
I know I’m not that special
But do you think I am?
Do you feel the same way I feel about you?