She walks into the school, Her beauty is astonishing, Butterflies are in my stomach as I talk to her, She's perfect. I cant stop thinking I might have a chance with her, Maybe a date. As I look forward to asking her I cant stop thinking about what if she rejects me again. I cant think like that though so I keep looking forward I keep thinking positive even though times get tough I keep looking forward I might just be lucky enough………..She has been taken by the boy of her dreams and I sit here my heart broken, my legs bleeding. I hope she's happy.