Sunday, March 29, 2009



I see you at school
And you glance my way,
Passing in the halls
In your ordinary day.
But anytime
Your eyes meet mine
Is a day so rare,
A day so fine.
Just another face,
I’m nothing to you;
You look but don’t see;
You haven’t a clue...
That my heart is racing;
I’m trembling inside;
So much love for you
I’m trying to hide.
You smile at others;
You pass me by;
I’m invisible,
And I want to cry.

By Joanna Fuchs

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