Maybe i killed the thought. The thought of you actually liking me could've been a lie. Okay, who do i continue to kid? We know you do. Why can't you do something? Do i make it that hard? I tried to gaze. I swear i did. I thought it worked or helped just a bit. But when i held that sign today (the magazine cut out saying I'm dating a football star), your face became two different looks (is she dating some other football player? is she refering to me but i'm not a star?) Those are the look i saw, but baby, you're the only guy i watch. You're my star whether you realize it or not. I will try I swear to prove to you that i truly do. The way you walked to class today, my eyes were fixated on your boxers that rested over your pants that were sitting right under your butt so you could barely walk. Who did you do that for? Was it for me? Why would you do that? So only i could see? I know you wanted me to because i did. i know you want it- you want me. I'm ready! Are you? Please come to me! I will be with you on Friday night to watch you pose and make me proud. I'll be there. Maybe it will help because no longer would you be somewhere controlled and so familiar. I will smile so smile back and realize, I'm only there for you! Make me proud even if i can't tell you or show you yet (well, i could but i can't just go up to you and hug/kiss you), you should know, I'll be here for you. I might not tattoo your jersey number or your name on my back but i will always have the thought of you tattooed on my heart. When we become official, it that's what we decide to do, that tattoo shall stay with me as i grow older. Never gone from my mind, you shall stayt there forever.