the way you look at me

You look at me and I immediately wonder if for that very second I actually came across your mind. I look away thinking that you probably hate me for what I have done to embarrass you. But what I see in your eyes . . . confuses me so much. I don’t know whether I see hatred, sadness or love. We can never be together for we are very different people. I love you with all of my existence but I can never express my true feelings because I am afraid of how you would treat me. That is why whenever you look at me a single tear rolls down my cheek and I look away.