The first time we went out on a date, she told me her favorite music was country.
I’ve always been more of an Ed Sheeran in the morning, Queen in the evening
kind of guy- always Thinking Out Loud about Fat Bottom Girls and suddenly
I’m Going Slightly Mad and I Don’t know what I’m going to do.
I was always a Weightless kind of guy at an All Time Low,
A Miserable at Best hopeless romantic with a Mayday Parade demeanor.
She was a Fishin’ in the Dark kind of girl with eyes as blue as the ocean-
The Perfect Storm of spunk and class, intelligence and sass.
This girl was like a Honey Bee and I was a freshly brewed cup of tea-
we belonged together and even though I Knew You were Trouble When You Walked In
I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. I guess I Must be Doing Something Right because
day after day she keeps putting up with my crazy antics as I continued to fall for her,
mesmerized as if a Wagon Wheel was spinning endlessly in front of my Lonely Eye