Today you looked at me,
and it's a relief because I'm always looking at you.
I think you even kept your eyes on me for a few seconds,
well, that's what I wanna think.
I can't stop thinking about you,
in how my heart starts to rush when we're in the same basketball team,
when you pass me by talking to one of your best friends and I pretend that
I'm listening mine's,
but I'm only listening to my heartbeat.
I've lost the shame already, or that's what I pretend.
Now I voluntarily go to the blackboard to solve the equations,
to see if I get to solve all the problems that your eyes cause me.
When I'm there, my knees starts to tremble, and I think you notice.
I think you see my numbers written on chalk to write them down and
I go crazy.
I know I have an earthquake on my thoughts,
and its epicenter it's you.
I know it's love 'cuz I feel that pressure down my chest,
as when in romantic movie scenes couples kiss each other,
and I cry,
and my mother starts to cry,
and my brother cries even more.
And they both in the movie smile.
And I always smile.