Waiting for the chance to cry

People talk about it all the time
That mesmerizing, invading emotion
When your thoughts are planning ways to talk to him, even if it’s just to say “hi”
Dreaming he might possibly care, just the tiniest bit
Wanting him to see you, while hoping his eyes miss you
Walking past him at lunch to “get a napkin”
Throwing away your giant pile of napkins when lunch is over and you’ve gone unnoticed yet again
Writing notes of declaration, throwing them away and starting again
Finally creating the perfect note, the one that says it all and throwing it away anyway
Annoying your friends with another story about how he looked right at you in history
Watching their eyes roll as usual
Feeling stupid, but only caring for a few minutes
Knowing that everybody has felt this way
Knowing that thousands of girls have waited for that special boy
To notice her
Knowing that when he finally does, her heart ends of broken
Still, you envy her, fecause even though she is crying, you've never had the chance