I wish that you could love me,
I wish that you could love me,
I wish that you would care.
I wish that you would say "yes" just once,
If only to shut me up.
If you and I went on a date
I know that our feelings could change.
Maybe a little, or maybe a lot,
Or maybe not even at all.
There are four outcomes that I can fathom
And all are better than this.
This is an unrequited passion I have,
This is an unreturned love.
This is the reason you think I'm a prat,
This is why I will never give up.
Scenario One, the worst of the four,
Involves a most horrid disaster of sorts.
In it our views of each other would swap,
Something I know neither of us (as of now) wants.
In this you'd see me for who I really am,
You'd finally find what all others already have.
The same thing goes for me, except with you,
Though it would have a more adverse effect.
I'd finally stop pursuing you;
I'd finally leave you alone.
The problem with it happening then,
Is that you wouldn't want me to.
I'm not saying that I would hate you,
Though it's possible that I just might.
Scenario Two, almost as bad,
Is not really that much of a change.
I would still love you, though I don't know how much,
And you'd still feel hatred for me.
The one difference between then and now
Is that I'd have had my chance.
Had it and blown it (boy would that suck!),
And you'd actually hate me for me.
At least I would know
That I had no chance,
Not even from the moment we met.
At least I would know
That you'd given us a shot,
That you'd allowed me to try and change your mind.
Scenario Three, yet another poor ending
To our story of hate, love, and pain,
Has us as enemies the rest of our lives,
An existence you think you'd enjoy.
It would prove you'd been right about me all along
As well as have me leave you alone.
I'd never ask you out ever again,
You'd never have to reject me.
And all this not as a favor to you,
But instead as my very own choice.
Considering my current obsession with you
This is not a result I that I want.
I think I'd much rather Scenario Four,
Yes that is the one I desire.
Scenario Four, the ideal result,
As was previously stated,
Would at least end with a kiss
Though I wouldn't mind if it went a bit further.
In addition, or maybe because,
Of this we would go out again.
And again and again until you find
That I am what you're looking for.
I know that I am, despite what you say,
And soon you'll know it too.
I'm the man of your dreams, I'm Prince Charming;
Your knight in shining armor.
Likewise, you are my princess, my lady love,
The girl I've been looking for.
Unfortunately, we'll never know
Which of these will be the end
To our story full of hate, love, and pain
Until you go against yourself and give in.
Till then I'll always be in love with you
And you not so much with me.
Always in class, well, the ones that we share,
I'll admire you as you take notes.
Your fiery red hair, your piercing green eyes,
Even your pearly white teeth.
And all the while still you will scorn
Me and all that you think that I am.
Until you say yes you'll forever believe
That my love for you is a scam.