I want to get to know you so badly, but I'm scared my heart will give up on me when I do. But even so, I'll still try, 'cause I'll never know if I don't. I just get tense whenever you're near, and I can't bring myself to look away, but you just look so damn gorgeous in those glasses. All my four eyes can't even conceive the look on your face because I'm too busy admiring how you move. I promise one day I'll write a song about how pretty you are. Please forgive me if I take too long to send you a message, I'm too busy thinking about when the right time is.