Her

when you look at me it makes me nervous
i dont want you to see me like this
i stare back at you
your eyes are perfect
my words are wrong
i know i missed
im sorry for my stupidity,
i dont know why i be as i am
im sorry for my apologies
i know their a problem
i look at you and feel again,
have to admit i miss it too
i reminisce on times i miss,
hanging out with you
will we sit under the stars again
no care when the time will end
or are these just distant memories
of when i called you boo