I Don't Think She Knows.

When did my feelings get so deep?
Why did they take that big long leap?
Going from friend to crush,
What a rush,

And I don't think she knows.

Since when did her smile make me go weak?
Since when did her tears make mine start to leak?
Why does this happen when I'm always so strong?
When people called me Superman I guess they were wrong,

And I don't think she knows.

When she talks I can't help but watch her lips,
To notice their shape and curves when they dip.
Wait, why am I looking? I don't even know.
And I can't help but wonder if she even knows.

Her beautiful eyes are nothing like ours.
They're so deep and bright; you'd believe they were stars
They pour forth emotions in raging rivers.
They could make even me believe that Santa always delivers,

And still she has no idea.

Her body is perfection, though she denies it.
It makes my head spin with every glance I give.
She could put any man under her spell,
But she doesn't know how I feel, and I don't think I'll tell.

I love how she looks and who she is
And how she makes me feel like this.
I love how she's beautiful and smart with a heart so strong
And how she lives every day like nothing could go wrong.

Still she hasn't got a clue.

Now school is at an end on the 11th at noon.
I wonder if she cares that I'm moving soon.
We're parting that day after school for many months.
I just wish I could have kissed her just once.

Now that I've said it with my poetic skill,
I don't think she knew, and now she never will.