~side 1
by: rikki hibiki
I can't stand that look.
You know the one I mean.
It's the one that you use when
you're holding back those evil words of yours,
but they're itching to come out.
So instead you just glare.
That's the look.
I hate it.
No, I don't hate it.
I could never hate anything about you,
and I think you know it.
Is that how you could stand to show
that hurtful face to me?
Even when you do, I smile.
Did you notice that?
I can't be too hurt; after all,
you're looking at me.
I love those looks.
Any one of them.
Take your pick... even the one that stings my heart most.
Show your eyes to me,
and you can say all the mean things you want.
Just look at me.