When he looked at me
My heart started to pound.
On the noisy bus
I heard no sound.
When our eyes met
no one else was there.
All I could think about
was his loving stare.
I would stare at him
almost all of the time.
Praying and wishing
that he could be mine.
And as the week progresses
and comes to a close.
I start to wonder...
maybe he knows?
Did I not hide my
feelings all tht well.
Or was it my staring
by which he could tell.
I never found out
if he liked me or not.
For the chance to ask him,
I never got.
2006-10-19
15:30:43
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