Screaming in your face!
I'm standing around,
Flirting so hard.
How can you not catch on?
Of course I like you.
It's obvious, isn't it?
Well, maybe in the future.
Can we date? Hang out?
Talk sometimes?
We never get to be together.
You, me. Us.
There should be an us.
One time when I actually do hold my tongue.
I just want to see.
Do you like me?
