Sometimes it's like I live on Mars and you live on Jupiter. We are opposite in age, grades and probably personality. I can't help but feel something when you look at me. It's gotten to the point where I wonder if you feel it too. I know I shouldn't get attached like before, but when she broke you, it broke me as well. I am not yours and you are not mine. You'll leave soon. I suppose I should just stop searching for you because I know you don't search for me.