Oblivious

He is unaware
That I always look for him there
He is who I want to see
But, oh, I wish, that he'd come find me

I always want to go to him
But then I get so shy
I look over to where I want to be
Next to him, my freckles being plucked, one by one, with his eyes

I try to get his attention without words
He gets distracted by me somehow
I get distracted by him too
We're a distracted couple.
of.
friends.