His eyes...
They look at mine often.
As if waiting for me to say something.
I don't understand.
His most common emotion is none at all.
Laughs at me once in a while.
His other eyes...
He doesn't look at me much.
I'm saddened.
I don't understand.
He used to feel for me.
Not anymore.
I don't feel in the circle anymore.
Other eyes...
He looks when I'm not talking.
Looks away when I do. I don't understand.
Is he afraid of me?
I wish I could talk to him alone more often.
He's seems alright.
Maybe he loves another.
Another loves another.
Not much is said.
His eyes don't look my way often.
I understand.
