His eyes they’re so mysterious
I never knew until now what they held.
I'm always on the sidelines never to be noticed
“Why does this always happen?” I have yelled

I find someone who I admire from afar
His laugh is music to my ears when I hear it.
When I get time with him I get butterflies…
I’m not sure if he feels “it”

I wish I would know.
I make excuses just to spend time with him.
But if there is one person around I’m always alone.
His smile can light up my world in seconds or make it go dim

Touching him, electricity shoots through my body.
When I don’t get his attention I am stoic
I try way too hard
When he talks to me my day goes too quick

He doesn't even have to say a full sentence
But he barely talks to me
I should get the picture by my repentance
He doesn't like me.

Or maybe he does.
It kills me trying to figure him out
I thought I finally did but nothing the next day.
“Is there a way I can get him alone?” I think about