To The Boy Who Sat Across The Room

four

why ?

I feel the burning betrayal,
Oh how ironic, it came from my own foolish heart,
In my stomach, it's not butterflies that erupted when he comes to say hi,

i asked myself ,
Why him ? Why not everyone else ? Why me ?
This friendship will be ruined,
because of my own fault.

so i let my silence engulfed me,
so i can sit on the throne of peace.

but my eyes,
they seems can't get over you,
as they fore stolen glances,
and captures the fragile moments.

all those little things about you,
make my heart ache in pain,
cause in the end of the day,
i know you'll never be mine.