Missing you.

Laying on the ground, watching you pass by on the sky.
yet when i get up, I'd rather know why.

Walking from hall to Hall, waiting for you to notice me pass by. but in the end i just wait for you too know why.

I'm laying on my bed dreaming of you once again, yet when i do. i fell all alone. I see you once again and there you are... walking past me again.

So far i knew you did the same.... just to make me notice you...