I see you at school
And you glance my way, 
Passing in the halls
In your ordinary day.
But anytime
Your eyes meet mine
Is a day so rare, 
A day so fine.
Just another face, 
I’m nothing to you; 
You look but don’t see; 
You haven’t a clue...
That my heart is racing; 
I’m trembling inside; 
So much love for you
I’m trying to hide.
You smile at others; 
You pass me by; 
I’m invisible, 
And I want to cry.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    