Whenever I looked into your eyes, I saw us being together, being happy. Whenever you looked at me, I got a chill down my spine - not a bad one, a good one. That meant you liked me the way I liked you. And whenever we talked, I felt shy, because I didn't want to say something I'd regret for the rest of my life. Of course I did that. I gave you note asking if you did like me. And you replied saying you liked me as a friend. After all this time, I look back at those days, where your gorgeous blue eyes were looking into my amber eyes, where we talked and asked how we were, I thought you liked me. I thought we could have been together. But as you got onto a different bus on the last day of school, I whispered to myself; I love you - knowing you never loved me. You had me at hello, but that hello was nothing to you.<br /><br />Alicia Meyers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-had-me-at-hello-6/
