quite unrequited.

i love you in every drag and pull of blood pumping through my heart,
i love you when i can't stand you,
i love you when you laugh, i love you when you make me laugh
and i love you that way, even though you don't.


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its the way you move me, the way you think
the way you walk and the way you talk,
your touch, when your arm brushes mine,
its the way i feel the bumps raised, where you graze past me,

its how i can tell something's bothering you,
how you tell me everything and not somethings
how your gazes are intense, and how i can tell your not paying attention.
yeah i know your not paying attention.

its the way your face lights up and when i know that somethings up.
its the way you move your hands explaining something,
its your stupid words, and how i can't keep a straight face,
its the colour of your eyes, and those thinking sighs
its the ways your take my breathe away,
its why i'll always be here to stay, but really it.
how you make those butterflies fly.

its the leaves on the tree's
the bee's on the flowers,
the minutes and the hours,
its the ways i love you,
and the ways i can never have you.