Weak in the knees.
Trembling of the hands.
Stutters of words.
Fluttering of the heart.
Those are just a mere samples of what happens
when you step into the room.
The constant need to make you smile that
oh so adorable laugh of yours,
It’s something I can’t control.
The countless hours of preparation just for a one second,
second glance.
The soft yet noticeable blush
that somehow always find it’s way to my cheeks when you
pay a compliment or make fun of my clumsiness.
Is this real?
Or my overactive imagination?
I must do something.
If I don’t,
regret will definitely make its stay.
Here I go,
about to make the move.
It has to happen.
I see you.
I smile,
watching you enjoy the company of your friends always makes my day.
One step.
Thats all I have to take.
One tiny step and I can finally get to know the real you.
Alas,
As I get closer the fear sets in.
Will you say yes?
What will you do?
Will you take my hand?
Will you totally just turn around and ignore me forever?
I do not want that.
I like you to much.
Finally.
I arrive at your side,
patiently awaiting my turn for your attention.
You turn to me,
looking at me with those pretty close to perfect eyes of yours.
I look up at you,
about to ask,
about to say what I want to say.
What I must say.
I panic.
Heart beating more than a mile a minute.
I can’t do this.
Fear is definitely a challenge to overcome.
I open my mouth
Words that I do not want to come out,
Come out.
Although I get to see the smile I adore so much,
I don’t get to see it whenever I want.
Stage ****** has totally won this time.
But you wait,
yes sir,
you wait.
There will be a time when I step out of the cage that prevents me from what I want.
And that time?
Will be glorious.
It will most likely be funny.
I hope you’re ready.
It looks like it will happen sooner rather than later
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
Weak in the knees.
Trembling of the hands.
Stutters of words.
Fluttering of the heart.
Those are just a mere samples of what happens
when you step into the room.
The constant need to make you smile that
oh so adorable laugh of yours,
It’s something I can’t control.
The countless hours of preparation just for a one second,
second glance.
The soft yet noticeable blush
that somehow always find it’s way to my cheeks when you
pay a compliment or make fun of my clumsiness.
Is this real?
Or my overactive imagination?
I must do something.
If I don’t,
regret will definitely make its stay.
Here I go,
about to make the move.
It has to happen.
I see you.
I smile,
watching you enjoy the company of your friends always makes my day.
One step.
Thats all I have to take.
One tiny step and I can finally get to know the real you.
Alas,
As I get closer the fear sets in.
Will you say yes?
What will you do?
Will you take my hand?
Will you totally just turn around and ignore me forever?
I do not want that.
I like you to much.
Finally.
I arrive at your side,
patiently awaiting my turn for your attention.
You turn to me,
looking at me with those pretty close to perfect eyes of yours.
I look up at you,
about to ask,
about to say what I want to say.
What I must say.
I panic.
Heart beating more than a mile a minute.
I can’t do this.
Fear is definitely a challenge to overcome.
I open my mouth
Words that I do not want to come out,
Come out.
Although I get to see the smile I adore so much,
I don’t get to see it whenever I want.
Stage ****** has totally won this time.
But you wait,
yes sir,
you wait.
There will be a time when I step out of the cage that prevents me from what I want.
And that time?
Will be glorious.
It will most likely be funny.
I hope you’re ready.
It looks like it will happen sooner rather than later
