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I sit and stare at the back of his head

Wondering how I begin to tell

That I care for him when he don't know

I exist or doesn't know me that well.



I hide behind my book when he turns around

He thinks I'm a geek, I do not have a chance

With him in this world of highschool

If ony I could have just one dance.



Maybe one day he will notice and we will fall in love

But what am I thinking?  He'll never love me

So I will be unmentioned to him forever

Because we will never ever be.