Silent fingers reaching,
eyes are all ablaze –
crowds are no deterrent;
read the answer in my
eyes to the question
that you don’t need to ask.

Not a day goes by
that I don’t think of you.
You always catch my eye;
will I ever catch yours too?

Will today be the day
you go out of your way;
say what I need to hear;
you’re pride’s not worth it dear.
sorry.