you count the days
no
the hours
till you might get a chance to see him
you know he'll be in the room
so you keep your eyes extra peeled
there
and now you're yearning, dying
just to speak to him
to see him close up
because that's how much you miss him
you time your routes
maybe, just maybe
he'll be there
and you'll see him, and your eyes
they'll light up like the night sky
and you won't be able to stop yourself from smiling
except, when he looks at you
it's dull, a blank slate
an attempt at a genuine smile perhaps
and then you'll part ways
and your heart
it continues to ache
oh so painfully
**until we meet again
i can't help it