Whispers of You

I remember the first day we met Actually I don't Maybe the feeling I got from locking eyes with you was so electric that it robbed me of my memory but I remember the days following that encounter how unreal it felt having someone like you be interested in someone like me I didn't care if you hung the stars in the sky Your eyes were the only glittering orbs that could mesmerize me. You were my ideal type my perfect Boy And for a while I submerged myself in that illusion I loved you Oh, how I loved you.