Every time I think
It is something new
But there is just one problem
It is always about you.
It is not supposed to be that way
I need to focus on school
My grades and college
Using the best study tool.
I can't think of kissing you
Or what I am going to say next
But consentrate on my studies
My nose in the text.
I don't know why it is this way
My parents always said it is bad
But when ever I don't think of you
I am always sad.
So it is you
That fills my head
Every minute of every hour
And when I dream asleep my bed.
I guess my head is in the clouds
I don't know what to do
You might think I am crazy
But I think I love you.

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