I want to be the one he points to when all his friends are around and says, "That's her".

Sometimes I look at you... and you seem to be looking back at me... but sometimes you look away... like you're afraid of what might happen if you look a second longer.

For someone who is suppose to be "just friends" why do I always get butterflies in my stomach when you smile at me.

I used to think that if I loved you enough you would realize it and love me back, but I can only love so much for so long.