Maybe I’d Miss It After All

By: Shima And Tempis

I sneak glances when I’m not sure

Just to seem him looking straight ahead.

If there was a chance that look was pure

He would be with me instead.

He doesn’t have to be this nice,

Or walk with me to class.

He could be cruel or-Jesus Christ-

Let him just be an ass.

But fate tends to laugh at me

When it comes to things like this,

It won’t set my poor heart free

And taunts me with this feeling I won’t miss.

So he’s still perfect, I’m still not

She’s still with him, in the hall

His friendship’s everything I’ve got

Maybe I’d miss this feeling after all.