But sometimes I wonder what I mean to you..
When you look at me do you think “Damn, She’s so beautiful, and I love that she’s in my life, and I love her.”?
Do you lay in bed at night and think about the things we’ve said, and the way we met?
Do you listen to songs, And hear lyrics that make you think of the time we first kissed, or the way it felt to hold my hand?
Do you wake up in the morning and wonder how I slept?
Cause those are just the brain storming of the thoughts I have for you. I could go on for hours, Thinking about you, and the things I think about you think deeper than the ocean my love
Thoughts about him all day long