𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 ° 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 & 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴

guy.exe

A/n
This is inspired by the song guy.exe . It's supposed to be about how you are in the stages of falling in love with Tom but he shows his inner demons, but you still love him at the end.

Where all the boys at with emotional stability?
Nice car, a CEO, and almost just as smart as me

He answered every question right, while I was right behind him.

Where all the boys at with financial security?
A doctor, a model, a man of possibilities

He glanced at me, his dark raven eyes piercing onto my own. His features glistens in the dim light in the room.

They say, expectations are too high
And you'll never find a guy like that
It's driving you mad, honey

My friends snap me out of my daydream. Always saying he got me going mental, but I assure them it's just a crush, right?

They say that its just a waste of time
Get your head out of the sky
But why?
Here we go

Every time he asks for help on a subject he is slowly fails behind in its not a waste of time like my friend says.

Oh I, wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I

He's perfect, always looking out for me. Has the perfect reputation.

Six feet tall and super strong
We'd always get along
Alright, alright

He towers over me when I ask for I book way up on the shelves. He takes my books anytime we walk together

Oh, he'd pick me up at eight
And not a minute late
Cause I don't like to wait, no

He asked me to study with him, telling me he'll pick me up 8, not failing to do so.

Kind and ain't afraid to cry
Or treat his momma right
That's right, that's what I like

He always treats me nice, always knowing how to calm me down.

I need a man who don't get jealous 'less I want him to

He jaw clenched when any other guy talked to me. He hand ball up into a fist when a guy touches me.

A gentleman to take care of me in the bedroom
Romantic love but keep it rough

He so gentle, always worried about me. Making sure I'm comfortable with what ever we are doing

Am I asking too much?

Is Tom to much. Am I good enough

They say, expectations are too high
And you'll never find a guy like that
It's driving you mad, honey

Many guys asked me out, but I declined. Knowing my expectations are Tom

They say that its just a waste of time
Get your head out of the sky
But why?

I fall more and more in love with this boy, who I sadly know can't love back

Oh I, wish I could synthesize
A picture perfect guy
Oh I, oh I

His picture perfect self is crumbling, his begging me to stay

Six feet tall and super strong
We'd always get along
Alright, alright

He seemed so small and weak, telling me- no wait more like yelling at me that he's not good enough

Oh, he'd pick me up at eight
And not a minute late
Cause I don't like to wait, no

I took him back into his dorm room. Always trying my best not to be a minute late.

Kind and ain't afraid to cry
Or treat his momma right

He cries infront of me trusting me with his deepest fears.

That's right, that's what I like

But I can't help but love him, because right there in front of me, is what I like.