He sees me, then makes me invisible.
He notices me, but acts like he doesn't.
He tells himself that he isn't breaking my heart.
If only I could believe it like he does.
If only I could block out his laugh.
If I could just forget his humor that I can't help but laugh at.
If I could look into those eyes and not end up
thinking about them for the next week.
If I could just lose that sixth sense that lets me know when ever he's near.
If I could just forget him.
Please let me forget him.
Oh, this is a good one! You really capture the sadness of unrequited love.
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