I can't seem to get her out,
I still know we won't be two,
that's why I will not pout,
but when it happens it comes on cue


Most of the time it's nothing,
I can easily think of others,
but that one moment of something,
it's the moment that covers


Walking by her in the hall,
I get a glimps of her beautiful face,
time seems to freeze on call,
feeling a mysterious embrace


Even if I swear love isn't there,
it has to bee something more than a care.