I walk by and you say hi. I know its coming I feel it coming. It hurts, this knowledge that I lost yet again. Your playing with my emotions and I'm falling fighting with my heart. Your hurting me and you just don't realize. In your eyes I see the goodbye, but you fight for the attention you don't really thrive. My hearts letting go and now grasping the pain it takes to rid you of my brain. So when the day comes it will be of no surprise to me that you haven't realized that she likes to play with boys like you.