He's alone and quiet in his corner.
She looks at him like she could see his soul
She can feel him
She can feel his energy...
[She can feel the blushing in her face]
Her eyes are full of curiosity
Her heart is beating faster
[heartbeat heartbeat heartbeat]
Then he looks
He looks at her
A girl
Just a girl
nothing special
She he's smiling with her eyes
She is laughing with her friends
Always laughing, always cheerful (...)
But ok...
It's just a girl like every girl he knows...
Nothing special...
Next day the same thing,
they keep going to the same places everyday
She keeps smilling with her eyes
He keeps looking at her
She's still the same girl as always.
Ordinary, just a girl.
But he doesn't know the truth about her...
He doesn't know the truth about those eyes.
He doesn't know what they can do:
He can't feel her heartbeat,
he can't feel her throat burning,
he can't see her soul.
Oh, but she can.
[those eyes of her can.]
And she is showing her soul,
she is sowing her smile.
He just can't see it...
And he can't realize how she is hopelessly, incredibly, magically, ironically desperate to get in his soul
[A.R]
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