I'm Invisable

I see him walk past me everyday,
through the halls of school.
I see him smile and laughing with his friends.
I see him kiss her,
like he's never kissed her before in his life.
I see him put his arm around her,
and I can see how he feels about her,
just by looking at at his eyes.
I see him drive in his car,
her in the driver's seat.
He doesn't see me,
he doesn't know who I am.
I see him in class,
laughing and talking.
He's so friendly and nice to everyone,
but it seems I'm invisable to him.
I see him,
but he doesn't see me.
He always kisses her,
and whispers in her ear.
He always holds her hands,
and holds her head in his hands,
like it might fall off if he lets go.
He always smiles when he's around her,
and touches her nose lightly with his own.
I see him telling her how much she means to him,
how much he loves her,
how he'd die without her.
I see him hug her,
and I'm so angry at her,
because she's holding my whole world and doesn't even know it.