My heart beats.
When you glance in my direction.
But in my heart I know,
We will never truly meet.

I know of you.
But do you know me?
I wish my lips would form words.
I wonder if you feel this too.

Our eyes lock.
As we cross paths.
But I quickly look away.
And blend in with my flock.

I have this dream.
Of our lips touching.
Of our hips touching.
But this will never come true, it seems.

If only I was brave.
To fulfil both of our wants.
Both of our needs.
Two hearts, i would save.

To you I could never tell a lie.
but i'm afraid of being torn apart.
So, maybe if we never meet,
We'll never have to say goodbye.