Him

I look for him just to catch his eye And when I do I look away Could I, should I...would I? Would I talk to him today? I see him in the other room And he looks so good to me I love the way his neck slopes And I love his white, perfect teeth He smiles as bright as the sun And his hair is as rich as gold Do I have a crush on him? Is it love? I just don't know Would I...could we...what if? What if he doesn't like me? I hide those thoughts within myself Always longing them to be free! Do you think he even knows my name? How would he know what I feel? And could I talk to him casually? Does he notice the glances I steal? I don't want to keep guessing! I'm sick of screaming at myself! I have a plan and I think it'll work If I can just carry it out! I brushed back my hair And I walked over as if on a whim I put my hand behind his head And....I kissed Him. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 07 2002 04:56 AM PST   0 • 8