It pains me
To have to avoid
Your captivating eyes

Everytime I pass you
On the way to class
A part of me dies

What little contact we had
My how the sparks flew
It was magic

But now I have to pretend I didn't hear you
When you chase me down the hall
It seems quite tragic

I've become the master of staring
Straight ahead
Instead of even glancing your way

I know you think I hate you
And I don't
In fact-I love you

But I can't let it go too far
It's too dangerous
Pleast stay away