I can never look at their eyes properly because they never look at me back, maybe becuse they don't love me. The mall glances, the chances I take to say hello, but you never look into me, just the outside, maybe thats why they will never love me back. The time I take to look for you, get closer, bond. But instead you only see a shell and not whats beneath me, my true feelings. Maybe thats why they will never love me. 

But I wil still come back longing for even the smallest of feelings returned as your eyes are the eyes of someone I love.