One Day

She stares at her ceilings once again
With a hundred thoughts
Maybe he knows who I am
Actually probably not
She walks down the hall with her head down low
Scared to meet his eyes
Even when she hears his voice
She’s swarmed with butterflies


It’s impossible to 
Get you off my mind
I think about a hundred thoughts
And you’re 99
I’ve understood that you will never be mine
And that’s fine
I’m just breaking inside

He always walks the crowded halls and is blinded by her light
A girl who keeps her head down and shows her eyes
He’s trying to talk to her but there’s no easy way
Cause every time he raises his voice 
She runs away

 
It’s impossible to 
Get you off my mind
I think about a hundred thoughts
And you’re 99
I’ve understood that you will never be mine
And that’s fine
I’m just breaking inside

And one day
Maybe she’ll stay
And start to head over his way

And one day
Should look into his eyes instead of breaking 
She’ll call him mine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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