look at him,
look at those grey eyes,
that black wavy hair
-brushed back.
No don't make it obvious,
he'll know you like him.
I don't like him he's just cute,
I sat there,
seeing you for the forth time in my life,
why am I seeing you so much recently?
why haven't I seen your pink lips move,
why haven't I heard your voice?
just watch the tv,
don't be on him.
My heart's melting,
my hands are sweating so much,
my nerves are shocking me inside,
I try to glance at your gorgeous face
but I can't,
I watch you from the side of my eye silently,
he's distracted,
look now,
oh my gosh we made eye contact,
why is he looking at me?
why is he acting nervous?
silent smiles,
no conversation.
May I see you again sometime.