I feel like my feelings are obvious
And that you should know by now.
But you still remain none the wiser
And dumb about it, somehow.

I spent hours making myself beautiful, hoping that you'd notice me in another way. But I'll always be "just that girl you once worked with."

There is one thing, in all of this that I have learned. You fear so much of facing rejection, when silence is the greater hurt.

I don't understand. I put myself out there and got silence from you. I don't know if it can be any clearer yet here I sit, still waiting for you to answer me.

It's ironic really. I'm always the one people run to when they need advice. And when it's me who is in trouble, I know the advice I'd get. But somehow, I can't seem to follow it.

It should flatter you that I wanted you so much. I've never been brave before and told someone my feelings, but I suddenly felt that you were worth it. And even though you don't feel the same, at least I tried.

When a girl serves her heart on a platter to you, you should at least have the decency to refuse it rather than let it sit in front of you, growing cold while it waits for you to take it.

If a girl tells you that she likes you and you don't feel the same about her, be a man and tell her that!

"I don't know which I'd rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped."

If I asked him, would he even know the color of my eyes?