I stare at his picture
on my wall
I try to
make out his face
in the darkness
my eyes alone seem
incapable to adjust
and he remains
blurry
this must be what
I am to him
just a blurred brown eyes and shy smile
in a sea of
unknown faces.
in a sea of his admirers. Everday, praying
he will suddenly take notice
maybe I should
just face it
maybe he'll never
talk to me
maybe he'll never
know my name
maybe my face
will never be
unblurred.

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