When Love Calls Me Sweetboy
I think I'm in Love
Because these days, she's the first person on my mind
I wake up thinking about her
No wonder
You stop thinking straight when you are in love, people say
And maybe that is true...
Because even when they try to warn me
I don't pay attention nor lend them my ear
Cause I only listen when its her voice
Wait, i think am in love
she calls me Sweetboy
And the way she says it, wow
It really does something to me,
It makes me feel seen, wanted
and soft in a best way
I think am in love
Maybe I'm blind
Maybe I don’t listen....
Maybe I am rushing into something I can't explain
But if it is what being foolish looks like,
Then let me be foolish in her name
I think am in love
She is turning ordinary into something i crave
Because everyday
I find a new way
To fall deep into Hendrinae
And every time She calls me Sweetboy
I believe a little more
That my heart has already chosen her
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