We've probably spoken four words aloud since
we met and you
probably couldn't recall my name if you tried
And although you're gone physically
somehow I can still feel you here, inside
And that thought, that you could somehow
appreciate me both helps and haunts my mind
I know we had our differences
And i'm too fearful to start a conversation but from what i've
heard your friend say to me
my feelings were probably matched by you
unfortunately, i'll never know because
like I said i'm
frightened i'll be utterly wrong
and left hanging for everyone to see on
a noose in my own bedroom
I literally cannot go one day without
wishing to see you smiling, and
talking with your friends
or even waving at me, like that one instance in the school halways
after my religion class
but then you would go home, we wouldn't talk at all
and I'd be left to go to a horrible science class
to think about "What if?"