
I’ve seen her smile
and look down as if she was so shy
I’ve seen her smile,
laughing having the time of her life
I’ve see her smile,
and would use it as a disguise
I’ve seen her smile
looking up hold back the tears in her eyes
Her eyes I’ve seen light up when she was surprised
And I knew she was so sweet from her ever so kind eyes
When she was nervous I’ve seen those eyes look elsewhere quickly
I look deep into those eyes and her feeling they’d give her away
Her hair I seen her put in a bun or ponytail when she got serious
And I’ve seen her twirl or play with her hair when she was nervous
I seen her use it to try to hide when she was feeling embarrassed
I’ve seen her hair go through changes as herself she would express
So many times we conversated, not saying what I wanted to say
So many times we touch, but not in that special kind of way
I thought we would end up together, that’s what I was hoping
But you don’t get the answer to your question from words Unspoken.