He’s my secret, my guilty pleasure
Hidden away like a secret treasure
Hidden in my heart that is
The wish that he is mine and I am his
Some of his actions, words, and ways
Make me want to see him for many more days
Other times I question why
I guess overall he is a good guy
Some of his choices, and sounds that he makes
Make me question if this is a mistake
Our friends think we’re practically in love
But I deny all of the above
Certain people push us together
*Clears throat* Rose, Bianca, Heather
Being friends is all we’re looking for
Maybe someday, we’ll be something more
Despite all of that, he’s really quite sweet
He makes me smile every time that we meet
He’s good at his instrument, but sometimes I frown
I like it, but he doesn’t know when to pipe down
It’s not like he’s in my every thought
Actually, he’s not in a lot
But somehow he’s made his way into my heart
His smile, his music, and also he’s smart
Sometimes I wonder if he knew
Would the feeling be mutual, would he like me too?