He was always there.
Always smiling at me.
Always looking at me.
And yet..
I never saw it.
I never fully comprehended the kind sparkle his eyes took,
Or how much softer they would become...
Whenever I would talk to him.
Or how his smile grew whenever he would see me laughing at one of his jokes,
Or one of his stupid stunts that just barely touched the nerves of the art teacher.
And me,
The one who loves him,
Of all people;
Did not understand it!
'How stupid I am!',
I think as I lay myself down for bed at night.
For so long he has been the last person I think of before sleep visites me,
And the first person I think of when I wake to the face of morning chill.
And yet...
I was oblivious and blind to his love,
However much he has for me,
As obvious as it was.
I cannot beleive that,
As much as I care about him,
I never knew.
As much as I would hope that he would someday love me,
I never would have even dreamed it would actually happen.
And still, it did.
How could I have been so cruel as to have been so oblivious to him?