I’m a flirt but I fear relationships,
Chase; however not good with that ****,

Do all that is good to make her smile,
Pursue and Pursuit; chase a million miles,

But with her in my grasp, I tremble, I’m weak,
Not smooth with words, I stutter when speak,

With her in my presence, my legs become jelly,
Sweaty palms condense; butterflied belly,

I’m Awkward, I’ll find the girl who loves that,
Poke fun of my nerves, fill emotional heart gap.