Idioticaly wanting you

The way he looks at me,
I feel like an idiot,
Hair out of place,
Lips unglossed,
Make-up smudged

I look down and smile my idiotic smile,
My eyes find the ground as his still gaze at mine when I look back up at him,

Every word,
Every movement,
Every gesture makes me wonder why the f#ck I'm there?

I idioticaly act as though I'm not interested,
Because thats what I think he wants,
Now I question whether I was right to do so or not?

Friends speak for me,
I try to salvage what is left,
You are a prick,
But you are the prick that makes me feel like an idiot