To a face, To P****

There is this life,
A guy that passed me by.
His smile makes me gleam.
When he smiles at me,
I revel in the sadness of knowing that he will never be mine.
The tears I cry for his smile,
Stain my face with their pathetic grace.
You know that I am here,
Loving you in a not so secret adoration.
But you don't love me,
Not in the way that could make me smile,
Like you do every day.

You cry, never,
But not knowing that my tears are for you.
I love you,
In the most intimate way.
And if I could,
And chose to do so
I would lose my virginity to you,
Twice and twice again.
Truth be-told,
You are beautiful
In every way.