by Rana Lotfy
Published on: Mar 21, 2005
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Type: Poetry

I really like him,
But I wouldn't dare,
Tell him in the face,
That’s why I stare,
At him when he isn't looking.
It hurts me so deep,
That the only time we are alone,
Is in my sleep.
I tried to hint that I’m into him,
but still nothing changed.
I always look my best,
so I can stand out from the rest,
when he is around,
and still nothing has changed.
I hang out and flirt with other guys,
hoping to make him jealous,
No, nothing changed.
The situation is hard to fix,
and I’m out of tricks.


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