As I sit here in study hall,
I look up to my classmates back,
I turn my head a little to the left and I see you.
Your reading a book, I can't tell what the title is.
You just looked to your right at one of your....friends,
Im not one of them.
Your a guy, while Im a gal,
We look at eachother but don't speak to one another.
We ignore eachother,
No matter how much it hurts me to ignore you,
I still do, I guess to save your pride or something.
It hurts me to know that theres a guy I've been in school with since 4th grade, that I've liked since 8th, but this 'guy' ignores me.
As I sit here watching you from afar,
I can't help but wonder:
When you look at me, do you feel something?
Do you ever think of me at the oddest of times?
Do you day dream about me?
Do you ever dream that one day there will be an 'us'?
I do.
We have gym together, I watch you from afar once more, while walking behind my so called friends,
Who I never seem to have a full conversation with.
But then theres you,
Having a full out conversation with some guy that your friends with.
Here's the point.
Im a loner in this school,
But your not.
I want to talk, you dont.
Okay. Whatever.
I'll just stay here hating that ignoring thing we do,
While you pretend,
To not know me.
To pretend Im nothing to you.
To pretend I don't exist.
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