When is that ok?

I try to make you smile,
you laugh and turn around.
I praise your splendid style,
but you don't even care.

I only want to share my life,
show my self.
Please look to me in the eyes,
don't let me out.

Making you smile is the best thing I can feel:
Your red lips, that seduce anyone.
Your eyes, that make me falling down.
Your melancholy words, that make me dreming with the day that you come back to the person I've known.

Please come back,
trust in me.
Let our friendship flow,
tell me what your eyes are saying.

Maybe isn't your fault.
Perhaps I'm a lost case,
I'm the worst person in your life.
I'm the monster in your nightmares.

I'm that kind of guys that are indifferent for you,
that guy who you don't note.

Miss the times you were worried.