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The Guy

He probably doesnt notice me
but i spend money just to see him.
I admire him from a far.
His face makes me feel weird inside.
We cross each other and i cant make myself say hi.
I fantasize maybe ill be laying down with him at night.
I know his name, i sleep with his face in my mind.
If he could just look at me one more time.
Maybe notice me �and see that i like him
I always think... hes probably married cause he looks like that kind of guy.
Hes at that age, maybe hes ready to settle down.
Im just a child in his eyes, probably.
If he could just ask me how i am again.
If he could just smile at me �again.
Next time i see him, Im going to say hi.