I see him almost everyday.
I pass him in the hallway.
I have a few classes with him.
I want to say hi when I see him.
Just looking at him, I'm happy.
I'm walking with a friend,
he walks up and takes her hand.
I say bye to her
and feel happy for her.
The inside of me hurts
and is sad
but at the same time,
I'm happy to see him.
I know I'm not in his eyes
but he is in mine.
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