I know I shouldn’t think of you that much,
but still I do when I’m about to sleep,
I hear your gregarious chatter
even when you’re not around.
I know I shouldn’t steal glances at you that much,
but I do when you’re too busy to notice
when you’re preoccupied with your phone,
and when you’re blessing me with your laugh.
I know this crazy infatuation shouldn’t matter,
But I just can’t help it
You speak to me and I stutter
My brain starts to buffer.
I know seeing you smile at me shouldn’t matter,
But it seems like you were looking beyond me
of course, she’s just behind me
and everything falls down tragically. ©