What will it take? What will it take for you to notice me? For you to notice my eyes following your every move, my constant tries to get you to see me as something more than a friend, to notice my undying love for you.  Do I have to change my clothes, my hair or the way I walk and talk? Do I have to change my way of 

  I liked to think that fate wanted for us to meet, that we were destined to be together and that we were meant for each other.  In the end I guess fate doesn’t exist and life wanted something different for us, or maybe it does exist and I simply misunderstood every moment together as something