I only had eyes for you who only had eyes for her but I was happy.

You smile even though I was not the reason but I was happy.

While walking, the hand you held intertwining your fingers with wasn't mine but I was happy.

Not your lover but closer, I was happy.

I was happy because I did not have any expectations. It was just the story of a girl who was madly in love with a boy, who never looked at her the way she always looked at him.

Everything was the same, just the school turned into a college. You became more handsome and my love became deeper. My days were spent looking at you, your face, your smile. Every day I fall more for you. I knew that you consider me nothing more than a friend.
But if I were to say I truly never wanted you to be mine then it would be a lie, a white lie.