It's all I can do to stop myself from screaming, in the middle of class, on the top of my lungs, to you who's only a few seats away,that I think I'm falling for you.
It's all I can do to stop myself from thinking of your reaction, how you would react if you saw that it was me screaming your name,that it was me who wanted you as badly as I do.
It's all I can do to stop myself from grabbing your arm as you walk out of class and kissing you right there, probably embarrassing you with my public affection, especially when I'm a girl.
It's all I want, to walk down the halls hand in hand with you, to wait for you after class, to escort you home,