I hope

It occured to me today,
that you've got a completely different life.
You live a hundred miles away,
Yet you care about my strife.

I'm not really sure if you were just trying to be nice,
and if so why did you say you like me?
I'm really confused and in my stomach holds these running mice,
Is it such a suprise that I can't see?

I just don't get it or maybe you're just a flirt,
but you're so different from the person I met.
You remembered everything from my top to my pink skirt,
and I remember the road we walked on, so wet.

It's kind of wierd this feeling I get,
everytime I think of you.
Because I really have feelings I really do,
but it's time that things get set.

I never realized that living hundred miles away,
our lives would be so different.
You're not really the person I saw that day,
But I guess first looks don't qualify for judgement.

Those people around you,
I just don't fit in.
And I'm kind of worried,
I won't feel comfortable in that skin.

But what's all this nervousness for?
I'm not even sure it's going to work out between you and me.
Because we're just so different,
but I hope that's something you and me choose not to see.