Dear Darling
Dear Darling,
As I sit across the room
I'm looking, wait, staring, just at you
You're sitting, not staring at me I'd assume
I'm just close enough to see your eyes, so blue
I'm wishing you would notice me, noticing you
Your eyes are glued to your phone
I want you to see me, how can I give you the clue?
I just feel so very alone
You're standing, now walking
You are walking toward me, I hope
You sit next to me, just to begin talking
You're close enough for me to cope
I'm breathing so faintly
You're voice, oh so smooth
You're saintly
You've made my heart soothed
You've no idea how I feel
Oh my, my, my
Is my heart turning to steel?
I feel like I may begin to cry
Do you know me?
Can you understand me?
Can you love me?
Please love me?
-the quiet girl across the room
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