One look, two charming eyes, few too short seconds and some regrets.
You had brown hair, and brown eyes. You were likely to be with a friend. We both stared at each other, everything stopped.
You wouldn’t let it go, I did. I wish I didn’t.
You had brown hair, and brown eyes. You were likely to be with a friend. We both stared at each other, everything stopped.
You wouldn’t let it go, I did. I wish I didn’t.