deadly beautiful.

"Everyone has been dying to have you, but I've been the only killing for it"
This infatuation that I seem to have on a boy is killing me,
I'm waiting for him to make the first move, he seems to like me.
But why can't he just simply tell me that?
Why do boys have to be so confusing?
He's so deadly beautiful,
his eyes are soulful,
his mind is wonderful,
he is... amazing.
Which is what he thinks of me, well that's what he says.
But who knows what is really going on inside that boy's head,
when alcohol and drugs hit it.
Woman throwing themselves at him every minute.
Why wouldn't he take it?
But I'm not the one to do that to a boy.
I don't start shit then just forget the next day.
I want a relationship,
I want him.