I imagine that your knowledge of me is dissipating.
You no longer want to know me from the inside out.
Still I gaze at you from afar, and I know you aren't willing to see me.
Yet we glance at each other, and we break out in childish, amusement filled grins
and you are beautiful.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
I imagine that your knowledge of me is dissipating.
You no longer want to know me from the inside out.
Still I gaze at you from afar, and I know you aren't willing to see me.
Yet we glance at each other, and we break out in childish, amusement filled grins
and you are beautiful.
dont stop looking for me on your way to third period.
edit: no longer relevant.
