the moment I set my eye on you,
my heart began to submerse
it drowned within the open sea,
but my shyness forced me to averse.
my eyes were instantly mesmirized
by your long, sleek black hair
that fell above your thick broad shoulders
as if the rest of your body wasn't there.
my heart palpitated like a hammer
pounding on my insides, like they were wood
my legs battled with the power of my mind
to walk over to you... if I should
my mind repeated the painful words
"he's too good for you"
my legs ignored, and continued to walk
as sweat evolved inside my shoe.
from each breath I released
my insecurites would flow
in deep apprehension
that you would say no
or that you would simply ignore
or think I am queer
for even noticing your scent
whenever you were near.
finally gathering my fears,
I walked up to you
and to my utter surprise
I found out, that you knew
you knew what it was like
to be so shy, as I
to be too frightened to confront your love
and to persue the wishes of your eye.
then I saw, in your line of vision
was her long blonde curls
blue eyes were sparkling
hair in her fingers, she twirled
with visible hesitation in your eyes
you walked up to her, further from me
that was the one day I realized
some things just aren't meant to be.
shielded by my shyness,
I was envious of you
because you did the very one thing
I never gathered the courage to do.