It's funny how lately it seems,
that my happiness is deemed...
by a simple word...
a quick smile...
a warm hug...
from not just anyone.
But from him.
And if I don't get that...
I feel like I can't survive that day.
Everything goes downhill.
I yell and snap at my friends...
when it wasn't even them.
I wish he knew.
At times I think he does...
but I know its not true.
So I'm stuck in my own little world...
Wishing he was mine.
