When we touch, all I can see is the image of us, sitting by the ocean, just before the dusk. Sipping on a juicebox, with sand between our toes.
This is the part when we say we're in love and the part where we have our first kiss, but this ain't a movie, I know you can't come with me. You got your life, she better be treating you right.
Just tell me you don't love me. Tell me you don't feel the same way that I do. Tell me I don't make you smile like I do when you walk in the room.
You're so hard to let go.
You're so hard to let go.
This hurts so much, to know that you're with someone else when you should be with me. It's just hard to accept that I can't be around. She better be treating you good. I'm no Einstein but I know a sign when I see one
And I know you love me too
And I know you love me too
Rawr I'm Shakilah. People call me Shak. I turn a year older on 14 May. I am covered in FRECKLES. I love SWEETS they are like my small little version of happiness. I love to act but I'm just a little good at it.