Listen, Linda… You’re beautiful. I know that you question that,
But it’s undeniable and I can’t stop looking at the pictures
That you’ve sent me. That half smile of yours
Makes my heartbeat faster. And I like awkward.
Every time you share a secret, it’s followed by silence.
I can’t imagine why, but you tell me it’s been a while since
Anyone has stuck around. I’m afraid to tell you now
That you’re stuck with me. I’m not the kind of girl that scares easily.
I’ve got skeletons in my closet too. A few too many drinks
Will prove it. I used to think that I was broken
And now I know that I just didn’t fit against their pieces.
Maybe you’re the reason. Maybe you’re not, but a girl can dream.
It seems to me that you are afraid to let anyone close.
You’ve been burned before, and I’m sure that’s terrifying.
I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t wonder about the future.
Whether or not you’ll still be texting me in 2016.
But then I see that smile again, and I hope that you will.
It wouldn’t be the worst thing to fall for a woman like you.
Too many times I’ve tried to put myself out there.
But a heart like yours makes me care so much less
About the mess that we could possibly make,
Of these hearts that take in everything. All of these feelings.
Everyone tells me that I’m crazy. That distance is my worst enemy.
But they don’t know me the way you do. Because you choose to.
I won’t make it a thing. I won’t push what could never be,
But when I tell you that you’re beautiful, believe me.
And when I say that I am always here when you need me,
Know that I mean it. One day you’ll see. That’s just me.