We meet in the eyes
I look at you
Assuming that you're looking at me too
People says that you admired me
But they didn't know that I adore you
They said you like me
But they didn't know I'm in love with you
I'm always one or two step ahead
But our status is always unsure
That I found myself in a dilemma
I always heared a thing from them but not from you
Should I pursue my love for you?
Or let it pass just like our gazes..