I try to look him in the eye, but he just looks away.
When I ask him what's on his mind, he rather would not say.
When feelings get the best of him, he keeps it all inside,
And when love stares him in the face, he'd run away and hide.
He dodges Cupid's arrows, and his heart is guarded well.
Jaded by the many times love hurt him when he fell.
Taken by a carefree life and blinded by his fear,
He doesn't know someone who cares is quietly waiting here.
I'll always be there for him, for in truth we are good friends
But sometimes I'm bewildered by the signals that he sends
Though he could choose to let me in or keep me in the dark,
To someone so evasive, I choose to give my heart...
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