how come
the one person
who this poem is about
will never read the words i write?

how come
the one person
who my life is about
will never know how i feel?

how come
the one person
who cares about her
will never feel the same about me?

how come
the one person
who looks into her eyes
will never look back into mine?

how come 
the one person
who she cares nothing about
is the one i long to be held by?

how come
the one person
who has his mind set on her
is the one, who i have my mind set on?

how come
the one person
who is the only person
is the only person, i cant have?

how come
is it fair?
how come
is it ligitiment?
how come