Does he?

Does he look at me?
Does he notices me?
Is it not an illusion I see?

How can I know for sure?
Oh, this is so obscure..

Why do I ask questions I cannot endure?

Is it his eyes I see?
No? You don't agree?
Yes I know there's she,
And there never can be a we.

But does he notices me?

And what if he does, is it me that would be the cause?

I should be wise and fled,
Before I will get hurt instead.

But does he notices me?

It's the addiction of not knowing,
My fantasies keep on going.

And I know I should quit and turn around
Be wise and listen to the lessons that I've learned

Although not knowing keeps the thinker profound,
It's this feeling that will haunt me, my ever lasting doubts.

Does he notices me?