• You come round the corner,
    You don't see me,
    Hear me,
    Breathe me.

    Im the envy towards my friends,
    Knowing that you would take time for them,
    But never spare a glance for me.

    I think about your smile too much,
    How it makes me smile to,
    From the inside out.

    Your gentle eyes,
    That never speak a thousand words,
    To mine.
    But the worst part of it all,
    Is being so close by you,
    And knowing,
    That I can never have you.