Why is it so hard?

  Every day you smile at me and tell me how much you like me.  I wait for my class and sometimes I can see you through the window.  You'll come out after class and say hi, sometimes you'll sit down and we'll talk.  I can't help but think about how much I want to be with you, but then you get up and walk off, leaving me there alone again.

Why is this so hard?  I've known you for three years.  The moment I met you, I thought you were incredible.  Every day since then, I think I've fallen a little more for you. 

But all you do is sit around and moan about how no one will ever love you.  How you are going do die alone and old.  Why doesn't anyone like you.  Hey! I do!  ME ME ME!!  Why can't you see that?  And why can't I say something?  Why can't I open my mouth and tell you that I could be that person you keep looking for?