he knows
how i feel
he doesn't
feel the same

i wish he knew
what he meant
to me.

he's leaving soon
ill try not to miss him
but i know
i will

its happened before
they left
when i loved them
i see them occasionally
not enough

no one knows
how i really feel about him
he likes girls
but not me.

i don't expect him
to obsess over me.
no.
i want him to feel the same.

he's a bright blue flower
in a field of weeds.
he's the sunny day
in a week full of rain.

i'm the thorn
on a beautiful rose.
he likes
the roses.

i see him
everyday.
i watch him with his friends.
acting completely different
than with me.
comfortable
funny
caring
when he's with them.

weird
opinionated
confused
with me.

he knows how i feel about him.
but not at all.