There you are, one more time, surrounded by your friends, making jokes to each other and laughing.
And here I am, one more time, staring at you in the distance.
I try to look away, not to see you, but I can't take my eyes off of you. It's like you have some kind of magnetism that prevents me.
I don't get it. Now you are not even doing something that deserves my attention...
You are just talking, joking and at times you just remain silent contemplating nothingness.
You run a hand through your messy hair while I just watch your movements closely, as if they were in slow motion.
My damn heart speeds up.
What the hell have you done to me?
Why the hell is this happening to me?
I bang my head deafly against the wall, cursing myself internally for being such a coward and not being able to speak to you.
So I'll just keep looking at you from here, hoping that at some point your eyes meet mine... but I know that will never happen.