"The Things I Do"

August 7, 2005

The Things I Do
by: R. A. Cvetich

Every day and night I can't decide
What it really is I feel inside
Each time I contemplate our memories
I can't decipher what gets into me
You gaze into my eyes and then I feel
As if my heart's performing endless cartwheels
And even in my strength I can't devise
Any means to still the butterflies
When I'm with you, even in my trials
There is no way that I can cease to smile
I cannot halt it; even from the start
I could not muffle the beating of my heart
Even in my best attempt I can't pretend
To conceal just how I tremble without end
Each moment I recall the words you've said
I cannot even help my turning red
And every day that you're not by my side
I can't retain the lonely tears I cry
But the second you walk in my life again
The feelings return which I can't comprehend
There is no way to stop the things I do
Because there is no cure for falling for you.