I seem to wish for more than I can get
It’s the fact that I have so much hope:
Hope for there to be an us
I wish you didn’t just look in my direction because you were curious
I wish for there to be a distinct reason you always look my way
I only let your eyes speak:
Those precious eyes,
They say things
But I don’t think they say what you think
But I can’t be so sure
Those eyes which light on fire every time you smile
I wish you could just give me the answer to the question which is forever pounding in my head
How do you feel?
I wish you would tell me
I wish things couldn’t be so difficult between us
I’ve known you for a while now
We used to be a turbulent pair:
I would always irritate you to satisfy myself
And it seemed like you did the same
But I was the cause of the awkward situation,
Which seems to be wafting in the atmosphere between us
I know things are finally changing
I know you have it for someone
And it’s most likely I’m not that someone
I wish I was that someone
But what should I expect?
You have a type of person
And I know I don’t meet your standards
So why was I hoping for something I knew I would never get?
Why was I reaching for stars I clearly knew were millions of miles away?
I have to be honest,
Sometimes I wish I could meet your standards
But not all wishes come true