Sitting in class and caught looking at you
Think some day I wil meet you
The O in my head said there is something wrong
how a girl talk to someone can even sit through a song
I played it out in my head
And there I was lying in my bed
We never spoke
I knew I whould probably choke
I decided in need her number
Did my rituals , pulled out my dialer
Got the number
Know the thoughts started running
Does she like me and know what I am gunning
Looking at my phone with OCD
Think chould this text be from thee
How could I be so sure I like you
And not know if I locked the door
Wil this be from you
Or should I check if I cleaned the floor
It is kinda sad
the ocd is driving me mad
It used to be thought of germ in my mind
But know it is only me thinking was she just kind
Am I blind and yet I peruse
Waiting for you
You have my hart ,please
Dont tick this disease
I am in love yet again
Hopping I don't kill it before we begin