stands to the wall of love
with a cap covers his head
with a glass covers his sight
He waits for the girl
He admires
He adores
He likes
(and he loves,
deeply and madly)
When she walks in front of him
He is thinking to call her
But he knows she will not reply
He knows she will not respond
He knows she even will not
turn her head
A bystander
living his own life
waiting for the true lover
to appear in his life
Even though he is quite sure
His love is not reciprocated
His love is not returned
A bystander
now,
sits behind the wall
(as he knows she will not going
to look at his face anymore).
12th October 2005
9.10 a.m
myClass
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