Your shiny brown hair hid your big hazel eyes
until you pushed it away.
You smiled.
It lit up your whole face
as you and your best friend made fun of how lame the substitute teacher was.
It made me smile.
Our eyes met.
Its a moment I never forget.
I blushed and we looked away from each other.
That is the moment I knew I loved you.
Now I sit here wondering,
do you feel the same?
After all the mixed signals?
The yelling but then talking for hours on end?
The flirting then treating me like sh!t?
