Form the moment I saw I loved your red hair
And I know its not red please dont hit me
Or is it orange instead?
Girl, french never sounded that hot till I heard you talking
Remember when I said I have a crush on you?
It was pretty stupid, Ive always knew it
But god knows how much I wanted to talk with you
Maybe for a second or two
I kept telling my bestfriend how much you're amazing
Whenever you pass by
"Go and talk to her" he kept saying
But I was just afraid
Because I might die when I hear your voice
Look at as now
We are freinds and I can talk to you without a shaken hands
But I am mad at you
Do you know that?
I tagged you on a post last year and you just left a like on it
But the thing is I wanted to talk to you
And the other time I've wondered do you mean it when you were flirting too?
I like your red hair
And dont blame me for saying it
Is is red or those are my eyes?
I don't know but you're mean though
The kind of mean that I just can do nothing about it
Because you're cute
and let's not talk about you being hot
Oh god am I falling for you or it's just a bit late?
I guess I have to sleep now
Because if I stay I'll end up loving you instead
And I'll like yuma just if I listen to them with you
For the girl with RED hair
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
This Is For You
कविताEvery part of this, is about someone/something that went through my life, and changed/affected me, even a little bit -and some fucked up thoughts- Every part has a diffrent story Date of starting: August 4th, 2020 Date of finishing: Nov 21th, 2020
