The Guy I dont know

When he see's me he smiles

He makes me laugh and blush and yet dosen't care his friend might not like me

He confesses he loves me and I giggle and say I hate him to make him laugh

As I think alone I thought was that the one person who cares I deneyed

I walk through class thinking of talking to him when a girl says he has a girlfriend

I hear my heart break and my friends reject the thoughts of me being with him

I lie to him when I see him saying I hate him but I lie when I say I love you

I talk to people and they say I deserve better

When hes not with her He takes comfort in making me smile and hearing what I think

As I wish maybe one day he will grow up and change to fit me I think maybe he loves me because I like him that way?