I am fully aware of the way you look At me. You think I’m not looking but I can see you clearly, Glancing at me from a distance, As I do the same. You think that I do not feel your stares Because I am staring off into the distance Into something you’ll never know. I am listening to your voice, your laugh I feel your presence in the room. And when you cannot see I will be looking at you Watching the way you walk, you smile, how you move your hands as you speak I am so good at pretending not to care That I often forget of your glances, And one of these days I will look up and “catch” your eyes. I will give you a slight smile as to say “I know what you do” And you will probably look away quickly, Trying to pretend that you don’t do the same.
I wrote this in September of my senior year of high school about a boy. I find it funny because now there's a new boy and I do the same exact thing