Theres this guy that goes to school and I have had a crush on him for the longest while for about a year and six months now i think. I knew him when i was a sophmore, and he was a junior. Now I’m a junior and he’s my senior. He’ll be gone in another six months snd i will never have told him my feelings. I think that sucks because i see all these girls around him and I get really shy, i can’t even hold a conversation with this guy and he’s really kool. I feel bad because everytime something like this happens it takes me forever to get over it. He’ll be gone to college in 6 months and if by then I don’t tell him how I feel, I’ll loose my chance to ever express my feeling towards him. That…I believe is very sad and I hate myself for it. ;u_u; I need to work on this quirk fast before i loose my oppertunity to tell him. For this I have a litle poem/Song.
If I call out your name, then
I might suddenly wake up.
It’s not going to work out that well for us…
meeting again by chance.
In a crowd, you’re just looking
at girls with the same hair-cut as me.
You’re probably looking for someone.
I wonder if it’s your lover?
In that moment our eyes met,
I realized it was me you were looking for.
It can’t be! It can’t be. You’re running right toward me.
The fuse of excitement
runs all through my body.
I don’t want to fall to pieces, so
I’ve got to get a hold of myself.
But a little bit, today, a little bit,
I feel like a lost kitten.
If you approach me with kindness,
I can’t help but follow you. Meow.
What you said
was so very similar
to the lines that were spoken to me
in the dream that I had last night.
Loving and being loved
has only a grain of chance.
“But, you know, that grain is me” you said.
The fuse of excitement
is sizzling down.
I’ve got to blow it out right away, or else
I’ll surely end up getting hurt some day.
But a little bit, only a little bit,
I want to approach you as I am.
But when I can’t even touch your hand,
how can I hold on to you? Meow.
In that moment our eyes met,
I realized it was me you were looking for.
It can’t be! It can’t be. You’re running right toward me.
The fuse of excitement
runs all through my body.
I don’t want to fall to pieces,
so I’ve got to get a hold of myself.
But a little bit, today, a little bit,
I feel like a lost kitten.
If you approach me with kindness,
I can’t help but follow you. Meow.
I actually had a dream like this, so I thought this was related to it. If only the dream were real though.
