¿?confusion?¿

 

One day thinking to myself sitting in class wondering if hes a good kisser.
Then it hit me like diving into a lake in May.
I like him, i start to flirt, he flirts back.
Then another plunge, i have a boyfriend.
I think to myself "what am i doing."
A few hours later I'm with my boyfriend,
siting on his lap,
and all you can think about is not thinking about the boy in class.
i smile and laugh but don't say much.
he has to go, he says goodbye, you say bye back.
Its not the same as it use to be.
That tingle in your lips as he brushed them so softly once before.
You say goodnight and I shut the door.