Wish I knew

I see you
almost everyday
our eyes meet for a second,
but its never enough.
Empty space hangs between us,
only sometimes broken by a few furtile words.
I don't know why I'm pulled to you,
like a moth drawn to a flame.
soon to be burned, burned, burned.
I'm scared to move,
to look in your direction
because a few words could take the air out of my lungs,
because one look could drown me in tears,
Because enough dark thoughts could rip the seams of my patched heart,
and I wish I knew
how you feel
If I could read your mind
what would I find?