You always looked to me like you were busy
-thinking, scheming, dreaming
That's why I didn't think you'd ever look at me
-see me, notice me
That's why I never really looked you in the eye
Afraid you'd look past me like you were blind
That's why I never even dared to smile
Afraid to by chasticed
And yes, because you sort of looked obsessed
I didn't want to disrupt your happiness
And because you seemed to be so in love
That kind of scared me off
But I fell in love with how you looked half-mad
And I so wanted what you had so very bad
But I didn't quite foresee how much that look would get to me
Because you never even once glanced at me
You always looked a little too happy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wish I could read between the lines here; but from what I can see, I know it is only the tip of the iceberg that could sink something inconceivably large, if you ran into it just right..(smile)