She sat there alone
Under his table
Like a puppy waiting
For a piece of bone

She always ask herself-
   Should  she stop waiting
       Or should she continue believing?

Now she's here sitting
From a distance,  waiting
That he will take a look
At the small souvenir she left
Under his table
Before she walk away...

I don’t know how
I should start this really
All that I know is
you have my heart acting silly
When you come around
you make my heart pound
so much that the thumps
vibrate through the ground
And I love the feeling
every time that it hits
Before you have to go
I need you to know this:
You’re the best thing
to happen to a man
since God made Eve,
so together we stand
until divided we fall
at the end of time
Not being with you
is the worst of crimes
You’re so much more
than a dream come true
You’re my living fantasy
I breathe to be with you
Until I really am yours,
I’ll just hold my horses
and allow our lives
to take their courses
I will try my best
to keep your interest
until the day comes
when our lives intersect

Is it the physical attraction
Which lures you into
Her love, or her trap
The lust wrapped in
A shrouding shade
Of displaced love
Not meant for her
But given not knowing
How true she is
To him and his whims
For she's innocent
And he is adolescent
Foolish... Child.