and he knows that i'm a sucker,for anything acoustic...
all he has to do is flash me those beautiful eyes
those eyes of blues,greys,and soft greens and i
melt...he knows how crazy i get when he smiles&
he does this often.
i sit and gaze as he plays me the song he wrote of
a girl who falls in love but suffers because her loves
always wanting someone else...i look back and smile
because it's a story i know all too well.
