11:11
I look at the clock
It's 11:11
I don't normally do this
But the thought of you changes that
I make a wish
Knowing deep down it won't come true
But a little hope never killed anyone
I shut my eyes tight
Picture us walking hand in hand
Through the breezeways
Everybody's mouthes agape
Floored that high school jock
Dates school nerd
I get lost in my dream
Only to open my eyes to the shrill bell
And remember you aren't mine
Your heart belongs to her
And it always will
Just as mine will always be yours
My tears we my face as I try to hide from the crowds rushing to class
I force myself to keep my eyes open
Avoid the nightmare of us
It's a silly thing really
Relying on an old superstition
Hoping one day all this will change