Even though my heart is as black as the midnight sky. I can still feel my heart skip a beat when ever you walk into thye room. My eyes always seems to find your face in a crowded room. Somehow I can always find your face in the caffeteria, when I don't know were you are. My friends always judge you by action and looks instead of wats on the inside. I know wat my mind wants just not wat my heart wants. I cant help but think that you feel the same. But I just don't know.
