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He Doesn't See Me

I look athim,
but he looks past me.
He must be blind to my lov,
does he know I like him?
I talk to him every day,
but it's nothing important
I wish he knew.
He smiles and laughs,
giving me mixed signals.
How will I know?
How will I know?
People pass me in the hall,
but the only one I see is him.
I laugh a certain way
just to please him.
It hurts to know that he doesn't know.
Each day gets harder and harder,
life is less meaningfull.
I wish I could tell him.
My tears sting my cheeks,
that's the way I always fall asleep,
thinking of him.
He's so wonderful,
he makes my day.
But he doesn't know
because he doesn't see me.