Every night before I go to sleep,

You cross my mind no matter how hard I try to keep you out.
You don't even know that I like you, it's like my little secret. It's a secret because you are dating her and because I seriously doubt you would ever  someone as imperfect want me. 
Sometimes I wonder if I cross your mind before you fall asleep at night, if I have the effect on you that I get everytime you look me in the eyes, the butterflies that I get in my stomach just by being with you?
Then I realize that won't ever happen, because i'm not her.