I wonder if he knows
that I think about him everyday and night
that when he's absent, I worry
that I tend to get nervous when he's around
that he's so hard to read
that I spend every night wondering who he likes
that I wish he were mine
that his cologne seduces me
that his smile lights up my world
that a simple 'hi' would leave me wonderstruck
that I wonder who he thinks about when I see him daydream
that I envy every other girl that can talk to him so easily
that I wish I could see him on the weekends
that I would like to read his thoughts
that I love talking to him
that I wonder what it'll take to make him mine.