We see from opposite sides at different times
Our eyes never lock
Avoidance is the new sweet disposition
Sweat trickles down my temple
I fear for the time I look up and see your eyes staring back at me
I keep myself averted, but not for long
I can't help but to look for you in a crowded room
Two different people on two different levels
Feelings could never top the social chain of popularity
So I will continue to fear the day you let it all go just so we could exchange that one glance
