When we crossed paths in the hallway, I bet he noticed my eyes on him
When I walked past her, she locked eyes with me
I bet he never really acknowledged me since I'm not his student
I always saw her in the building, sitting there and studying
He always looked at me as if he finds me annoying even though I don't say a word
I always admire her even though she never talked to me
Probably I am just imagining the attention I receive from him
Hopefully she notices that I check up on her
I hope he doesn't know I fancy him
I hope she knows I fancy her
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Nothing But Thoughts
PoesíaWhere do our thoughts go if we don't write them down? They get lost. This is a selection of some poems that I wrote when I felt the urge to write them down before I forget what I thought of. Enjoy reading 🌙✨
