When you were away,

For seconds or for good,

I always think of you,

Deep inside I do.

I glance around to find you,

Though the fact I know I won't.

To steal glances is what I do,

To face you directly is what I don't.

I know I always neglect you,

Looking away when you're there,

It's not that I do not appreciate you,

It's just... it simply is not my style.

I limit my talk to two or three words,

Not cause I hate you, oh no, did I not.

But I'll rather hear you talk and absorb the words,

and let the world pass with hearing your voice.

Out of the blue when I come up to you,

I know I'll shift around, dodging your eyes and view.

I'll just let you think "What is wrong with this lass?"

For it helps me a lot in dealing with you.

I keep in my heart that we feel the same thing,

For I see it in your eyes and smiles that's for me,

I yet to know what lies in your heart,

But hope it's mine and faith I will keep.