Smile

He looks at me.
I look at him
And we smile.
That's how it works.
I don't know what it is
That makes him
Stickout from the rest,
But I'm starting to like him.
First he's not there,
Then he's a friend,
And now I'm in love.
It drives me crazy not to know if he likes me or not.
I can't take it any more.
I want to tell him that i like him,
But I'm afraid that he won't care.
All i know is that
He looks at me
I look at him
And then we both
Smile.

mefree verse

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