the guy across my house

when I look in his eyes I could see he is different cause I could see hate aswell as love for me sometimes I wonder was he the one for me for the way he looks at me or the way he says my name is it cause he was my first love the first guy to kiss my lips and the first to have my heart sometimes I wonder did I mess this up cause he loved me different it's just that I wasn't used to that love or that's what I tell myself but he was different just the he said I love you instead of love you just the way he held my hand the way I had to stand on my toes to kiss him sometimes I miss all that moments I felt like myself next to him but now it's all gone and he'll now just stay the guy across my house🥹