THAT BoY

He walks straight past me in the hall
His body is built and he is tall
He never looks my way to notice me
I am just one in a smudged background of what he can see

I can’t tell you that he’s nice or caring or kind
Nor that he has an open mind
I don’t think he and I will ever be
Not until he eventually looks my way and notices me

He has such a big bright smile
It seems to make my day a little more worth while
If maybe he ever looked at me
And realised he liked what he would see

So next time I pass him in that hall
I will try to look strong and I’ll stand up tall
I’ve fallen for this boy I barely know
I’m not going to get over him, I’m not going to let go