this terrible game

As I walk in I see you there and say hello to you as I pass.
Cautiously you look up as if you don't want others to know,
and you quietly say hello.
I continue on, feeling slightly ashamed that I have to sit far from you.
Once I take my seat I think "Why must things be this way?"
I must always watch what I do or say when I'm with you.
If I seem to interested you shy away,
when I pay no attention you looks as though I've caused you pain.
I don't want to act this way, but I'm scared that if I don't I'll lose you.

I don't want to lose you........so I must act as though this game you insist on playing isn't tearing me apart.