He doesn't love me

it something about the way he...

there's something about the way he talks
as if everyone is listening
as if all eyes are on him
probably because they are
his eyes are glowing and glistening
while everyone else's are dim
just something about the way he talks

there's something about the way he acts
as if he had no worries
as if he had no shame
probably because he didn't
he's never in a hurry
while no one else feels the same 
just something about the way he acts

there's something about the way he see's 
as if no one could see anything at all
as if no one saw the same thing
probably because they couldn't
he paid attention to detail never let one slip or fall
while no one cared what that small detail could bring
just something about the way he see's

there's something about the way he loves
as if he loved everyone, but some even more
as if he even loved me.
maybe he did, maybe he didn't.
its him that i love and adore
but i have a feeling it will never come to be...
i guess it's just something about the way he loves.

the way he loves...
the way he doesn't love me.

Author's Note

thank you for reading i hope you like it :)