Muse

There is something underneath your skin, something behind your crooked teeth or maybe beneath the joints of your skinny arms that makes me wanna dive into the void. I couldn't guess what that could be if I wanted to. Thing is, I feel like I felt before, in times when I fell so easily, and felt so easy... And I guess, that just means I feel lonely. And all we want is somebody to love with us. Meanwhile I can write about you, right? You're just this someone I watch passing by, and I will never matter in your life, which is great 'cause I'm terrified of someone showing me a glimpse of romance. But boy, there is something that makes me shiver when you smile, and look at the ground whenever you pass by. Just 'cause I can't imagine the thought of you noticing that I could be, hypothetically, terribly undoubetly madly crushing on you.
But you know, don't worry. This is just until I get it straight - the fact that you're sweet as fuck, but you not even miles near from noticing me blushing...