Dont you see?

Dont you see?

I love him,

But he cant see,

Just how much,

He means to me.

I look up high,

I look down low.

Theres only one answer,

I need to know.

I miss you,

But do you miss me?

That is the question,

I ask to thee.

What will you say?

How will you say it?

When will you tell me?

I hope just a bit,

That you haven't forgot,

Just how much you used to mean,

First to you,

And then to me?

Final thing before you go.

Just one more thing

I'd like to know,

Is it my hair,

or is it my eyes?

Is it my freckles,

or is it my smile?

Just answer me these,

So then i will know,

Whether to cry,

Or whether to glow.