You look at them and blush then look away, they give you that goofy
look on their faces like “hey, wow, she likes me!” You smile
randomly in class, just because you thought of them and your friend
asks you “what’s the deal?” You tell your friends to talk to him
for you, because you don’t want to say something stupid and
embarrass yourself in front of them. You giggle and smile when you
talk about them to your friends. You smile and get all blushy when
they message you saying something flirty or cute on myspace or aim.
You wait forever for them to notice that you like them, or love
them. You make sure you smell good before walking past them. They
see nothing, they understand nothing, they don’t get why you hate
them, or why they think you hate them. But really, its not hatred
that keeps you away. It’s the fear of striking out. Losing the
game. Being treated wrong, and getting laughed at if he doesn’t
like you back and thinks you’re dumb for thinking he did or does.
You spend the rest of your life wondering what the hell you did
wrong. Why can’t he see you? Because he's blind.