I look at you.
You are looking at me.
You look away.
I look away, then again at you
You laugh.
I feel warm and happy inside.
You don't come to school.
I am sad.
You cry.
I try not to look.
You talk to another girl.
I feel like I am ripped in half.
We have the same lunch period.
I brush my hair.
You talk with other people around me,
I turn red as a tomato.
You like someone else,
I feel like I might as well be dead.
I like you.
You like me.
