There she goes in the hall with her head down again beautiful blue eyes like the ocean, the way she smiles and laughs makes me feel different ... She's so perfect but has no idea how I feel. I fucked up im not gonna lie but she means everything to me but yet I mean nothing to her well anymore. We used to be so close but I cared more about being popular. She's much happier now I can tell , but something tells me she wants to talk to me but can't find the world's to say. Maybe I'm just talking out my ass but I wish I could go back and fix things but why even try. I hurt her I know I did she can't look at me the same. Maybe when where older we can get that trust we used to have. But I know that's never gonna happen my friends can't know how I feel no one can
