There she is.
Whenever I see her, my heart starts to ****.
She's beautiful, her smile makes my day.
But whenever we talk, I don't know what to say.

We like a lot of the same things.
Whenever she's around, birds start to sing.
Whenever she touches me, my body sets aflame.
Does she realise my aim?

My face feels hot, this is it.
Time to say what's on my mind, without throwing a fit.
"I love you," I say.
She plays with my heart like it's clay.

She smiles gently and puts her hand on my shoulder.
My heart begins to smoulder.
"I don't like girls," she says to me.
I said how I feel, but at what fee?