times like these i wish i were a robot.

damn that i know where you park your bike for now i know that i will turn my head everytime i come out those doors. i saw you today and i know you saw me too. my heart is fluttering but i know exactly what you will do. turn away and relocate the next time we may meet. times like these i refuse to move on. go on as you always do and pretend i'm not there, and i will do the same. was it that easy to stop missing me?