6.09.2008

A certain someone

There he stands, without a clue what he can do,

By just standing there looking so damn cute.

I wish I could tell him to walk away and leave me be

But, there he stands, not knowing about me.

He makes me shake from head to toe; heart rate increases, heat wave crashing down…

Boy, sometimes I wish you had an inkling how you make me stupid

Tripping over my words and feet... Wishing you would notice me.

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