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.