How

by *Lauren*   Sep 27, 2005


How could he not know?
The way she stares,
And the way she says,
"Your girlfriend's here."

How could he be so blind?
The way she flirts,
And the way she waits
For his call each day.

How can he be so cute?
And not notice,
The one and only person
Who wants to be noticed.

How could he not see?
How much she likes him.
The real question is:
Does he feel the same?

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