reveal myself.

And I met you once again... Twice in a week. You're blonder 'cause spring is near... And as always, I wanted to run into your arms, but I stay standing next to a tree, talking with my friends... staring at you, looking for your eyes, your smile. But you didn't look at me, you didn't smile at me. I don't know if you even knew I was there, looking at you, thinking about how much I miss you.