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These crowded halls I walk in silence,
Searching for his perfect face,
His soft eyes meet mine but he looks away,
He'll never know how I feel,
I watch him from my solitude, the sway of his body with each step,
It pains me,
He'll never know my name,
I will forever be that face in the crowd,
Just another girl passing by,
A timid flush when our eyes meet,
He'll never truely understand,
A gentle bump into his shoulder when he stops too fast,
I duck my head and flee,
He will never know,
He can't ever know,
Never could I let him love me,
I could not drag him down to my level,
And yet. . . .
And yet my love persists,
I know quite well that he'll never love me,
He'll never try to talk to me,
I will forever be that girl who stares at him,
Forever.
Comments (2 Comments)
- Weillyn - 11/24/2009
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Thank you very much.
This is all very true, though. I wrote this about a guy in my school who I can't help but stare at, and he doesn't even know my name. Oddly, though, he's been staring back a lot now, but I can't read his expression.. - Report As Spam
- illuminati was here - 11/23/2009
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This is cute
I think you just summarized the feelings of millions of girls and boys
I like it - Report As Spam
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