No one say a thing.

Remember that day we cut our last class to go sock sliding at the store?
And after we got kicked out we were wandering in the parking lot and you saw a grocery cart and told me to get in. You pushed me into a few potholes and as we came closer to the busy road you started to push faster.

I said, "If you let me go I'm gonna murder you."
I looked up at you and you told me, "I'll never let you go."

Then we ran into a curb and I fell out laughing.

No one said you hated me.
No one said you wanted me to let go.
No one said you didn't want to talk to me.

Yesterday we talked.

It wasn't much, five minutes?
We talked about nothing, just stuff. Laughed.

I want to tell you,
I love you.

You'd probably think I'm crazy and run away.
I only want you to know.

But I don't want to take one more shot at losing you again.
I can't hurt anymore like that anymore. I'll slip.

"Listen with your heart, not head."