About this girl I'm falling for, who is already kind of taken. It's complicated.
So close, Yet afar. I a dandelion, Blending into, A field of daisies, Just a dirty weed. On the horizon, A beautiful girl, Skips along, Without knowing, Trampling I, The dandelion. My seeds, Blow gently. Wind carries them, Taking root, Growing again, A scrawny yellow flower. I watch, She's happy. I the dandelion, Await the day, You make a wish, To be with me. Her eyes, Shut tight. She...Read On