This feeling inside,
It's weird,
Abnormal even.
The fluttering in my heart,
It doesn't feel right.
Every time I look at you,
The feeling comes,
My heart races,
Oh god,
Here we go again,
Please, please don't notice.
Even while these feelings are here,
I still want to know about you,
Who you are,
What you enjoy,
I want to know you.
I want to see you laugh,
I never have,
I want to talk to you.
I might sound like a stalker..
But I swear I'm not! I just..you're in every class except one,
You're quiet,
Who are you, is what I want to know.
I've worked on assignments with you..
Well, shared what we had for the thing.
I've talked to you about homework, and how stupid something was.
That was it.
I wish I could work up the nerve to talk to you.
Even as a friend,
I just want to get to know you.
This may sound stupid,
But, I'm curious.
All I am is someone,
Who is reserved,
Quiet-ish,
And.. Curious, very curious.
So, please.
Let me talk to you,
Let me understand.
Let me establish a new friendship.
Although, once June comes,
I'll probably never see you again...
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