Girl:
"Yes, I'm looking at you".
"No. it's not because I'm in love with you" I smile.
It's because I hate you so much.
Every single move you make irritates me.
Everything you say pisses me off.
I see how you deal with things, and it makes me hate you even more.
Why am I doomed with your presence everyday?
Why do you have to be a part of my life?
Why do you have to acknowledge me?
Why am I meant to know you?
I watch you, when you don't notice. I wonder what goes in your mind.
You tease; you interfere with what's none of your business.
You look at me and smile a smile that reaches your eyes. As if knowing that's what gets me boiling. If it was possible steam would be blowing out of my ears and nose like a volcano about to explode.
That's what you do to me.
You irritate, tease and get on my nerves.
You got me boiling with something as simple as your smile. I'm not a hateful person.
It appears that the hate in me comes from you.
I don't hate for no reason, even though it's the opposite with love. I find my self loving for no reason, but I can't seem to find it in me to actually love you.
I want you out of my life, but it's out of my reach.
It's not in my hands to make you go.
For some reason you seem to like hanging around.
I got a feeling you won't be leaving anytime soon.
When you smile, I smile back hoping to see you leave soon.
Everyday before you go you always say "Goodbye".
I reply "Bye" hoping that I'll never see you again. As if you can hear my thoughts, you turn around and say" I'll see you tomorrow". I Wave, hoping not.
Boy:
"Are you looking at me?"
"Why? Are you in love with me?" I joke.
But I'm hoping you are, because I love you so much.
Every single move you make makes me want you more.
Every thing you say sounds like music to my ear.
I see how you deal with things, and it makes me love you even more.
Why am I doomed with the fear of telling you?
Why do you have to be so far out of reach?
Why do you have to be so perfect?
Why can't I just tell you?
I watch you, when you don't notice. I wonder what goes in your mind.
You ignore; you act like I don't exist in your surroundings.
You look at me and when I look back at you, you look away. As if knowing that your look is what gets me going. If it was possible I would glue my eyes to you because I don't want to see anything but you.
That's what you do to me.
You ignore, pretend I'm not there and you still take my breath away.
You got me spacing out with something as simple as your look. I'm not a romantic or a loving person.
It appears that the love in me comes from you.
I don't love for any reason, even though it's the opposite with hate. I find my self hating for any reason.
But I can’t find it in me to do anything but love you.
I want you out of my head, but it's out of my reach.
It's not in my hands to make you love me.
For some reason you choose to forget about me.
I got a feeling you won't love me anytime soon.
When I smile, you smile back sending goose pumps all over my body making me never wanting to leave.
Everyday before I leave I always say "Goodbye".
