Thinking About You

I’m sitting here in this darkened room
Just thinking about you
Wondering If I will ever find you or if you will just walk away

When I dream of you
I dream of broken dreams
Because I know that it was just never meant to be
Every time I look at you, you just turn your head and pretend that I don’t exist

When I write about I start to cry as I realize that you are out of my reach
Every time I try to reach out for you
You always seem to take a step further

But thinking of you makes me wonder, if you will ever notice me
Whatever I do it just seems like you ignore me

So why do I love you?