I want to know.
What you think about me. We know about each other, but we haven't yet talked. Will we ever? I want to know what things race through your head when she tells you about me.
I want you to know.
That I'm fond of you. I love what you do. And I'm much worse than you at it, but you've never seen anything of mine. I've only seen yours. I want you to know that you're beautiful, inside and out.
I know.
Why you like her and don't want to know me.
You know.
About me. How did you react?
I'll never know
Your little things. Which corner of your lips goes up when you smile, which eye you start to cry from. What shade of blue is your favorite. How your voice sounds when you've just woken up. What dreams keep you up at night.
You'll never know.
That I'm infatuated with you.
I'll never know you.