I'm right here. Just turn your head in my direction, and discover that I'm standing right here next to you.
Look into my eyes, are they blue, green or grey?
Ask for my name, and tell me you've never heard anything more beautiful.
You'll wonder why you haven't seen me before, and I'll answer:
I've been here the whole time, and I've wanted so badly for you to see me. I guess my wish finally came true.
(I wrote this poem to everyone who knows how it is to like someone, and that person just doesn't notice you.)
