I LIKE IT.

I’ve gave her my number

And I hope she phones

I can’t get her outta my head

I’m a bag of bones.

Is this what they mean when they talk of love

Her face is every scene this must be love…

And I like it.

A quandary of disbelief

Does she feel the same

God will she phone me please

Take away this pain.

She is the girl for me

It all fits to place

I really need that girl

All I see is her face.