Sitting there, hair so sleek, it takes a while for me to speak. When I do,the words go wrong, like a terrible note in a beautiful song. I find the courage to ask you out, and when you reject me I want to shout. I knew you were not the girl for me, but I still feel like a boy of three. You are far from the league I am in, but having a crush on you cannot be a sin. I followed my heart through and through, hoping for a date with you.
More..Steven Merryman
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