Have you ever wondered if the person you like, likes you back?
Every morning when I wake up and even in the evening before I fly off to dreamland, that thought lingers in my head. For some reason I always feel like there's hope.
Have you ever wondered if he looks back when your paths cross?
I always look at him because that's one of the few things that I can do to see him properly.
Have you ever wondered if he looks at you the way you look at him?
When he's looking down I burn a hole right through him but when he looks up, I avert my gaze. Does he ever look at me when I look away?
But sadly, all these questions won't and will never be answered.
Because I can't even muster up the courage to say a single hello to him.
