I see her 5/7 days of the week, for eight hours, but not once have I spoke to her.
The way she flips her light brown (or whatever your hair colour is) hair casual as she laughs along with her small group of friends
The way she's so focused in English class...and she doesn't even notice that I'm in her class
Until...she catches me staring at her beauty as I look down embarrassed, but she kindly exchanges a small smile.
And I rush out of the halls because I was caught
She absolutely perfect
Why haven't I asked her out yet?
...oh yea
Because then comes a boy, tall, blonde with green eyes. Way more attractive than me
(That's a lie Shawn is hotter than anyone let's be real)
He pecks her lips before she goes in her English class, as I follow. And I don't talk to her there, but I look
I imagine all the things I can do with her if she was mine
But she's not
She's his
And I can't have her
