You know the type.
The ones that make your world just a little brighter.
The ones that make your heart beat faster every time they look into your eyes.
The ones that you lie awake thinking about, and fall asleep to dream about.
The ones who make you weak in the knees.
The ones who can make your whole day better just by smiling.
You know the type.
The same type who...
Don't even know how much you love them.
Don't look at you like they look at other girls.
Don't know that you exist.
Treat you like one of the guys.
Call you when their girl is out with her friends.
Don't understand how they make you feel.
You'll never have a chance with.
You know the type.
