Sykes Love.
My feeble attempt to get through life is weak,
Despite the fact that I'm stange and shy,
I'm still uncontrollably in love with him.
Does he understand the concept of it?
Can he not see or practically feel what I feel?
I long the days for saying the word 'Felt',
The worry and heartache, it's been horrid,
People say move on.
In my head I hear 'hang on'.
I am uncertain toward my feelings for him,
But sad and also pretty pathetic on my part.
I get scared knowing that one day I ask him and he just says nothing but only stares,
The stare of those light blue eyes and the blonde hair that makes me melt,
And when he smiles and laughs he makes me feel like he could be the one.
But no.
So I just stare into those eyes and I fall,
Deeply that is.
To him I'm just a girl that plainly has a crush,
But him to me...I'm completly in Love,
But why?
Why should I?
What's the point of loving someone if I know for a fact he doens't love me back?
Hope?
Faith?
To know at one point thhat he will one day love me also?
No...
I told him twice.
Does he not get it?
One November day I had the courage to tell him and he just left me with a smile,
End of story.
Never to think, let alone tell me how he feels toward me.
Who really know's right?
Maybe he does love or at the least like.
What am I saying?
He loves her,
That skinny little girl,
Such a tease,
Such a flirt.
And me?
I'm just a shy girl.
A strange girl.
A girl that's his best friend.
A girl that loves him.
Well another day,
Another heart break...♥
Despite the fact that I'm stange and shy,
I'm still uncontrollably in love with him.
Does he understand the concept of it?
Can he not see or practically feel what I feel?
I long the days for saying the word 'Felt',
The worry and heartache, it's been horrid,
People say move on.
In my head I hear 'hang on'.
I am uncertain toward my feelings for him,
But sad and also pretty pathetic on my part.
I get scared knowing that one day I ask him and he just says nothing but only stares,
The stare of those light blue eyes and the blonde hair that makes me melt,
And when he smiles and laughs he makes me feel like he could be the one.
But no.
So I just stare into those eyes and I fall,
Deeply that is.
To him I'm just a girl that plainly has a crush,
But him to me...I'm completly in Love,
But why?
Why should I?
What's the point of loving someone if I know for a fact he doens't love me back?
Hope?
Faith?
To know at one point thhat he will one day love me also?
No...
I told him twice.
Does he not get it?
One November day I had the courage to tell him and he just left me with a smile,
End of story.
Never to think, let alone tell me how he feels toward me.
Who really know's right?
Maybe he does love or at the least like.
What am I saying?
He loves her,
That skinny little girl,
Such a tease,
Such a flirt.
And me?
I'm just a shy girl.
A strange girl.
A girl that's his best friend.
A girl that loves him.
Well another day,
Another heart break...♥