• im in this droll room, killing time
    i hear a door open, i see a buetifule figure float in, simply Sublime
    i am speechless, trieng my best not to care
    But these feelings i have, i dont want to, but i have to share
    with a passing glance you catch my stare
    you walk on by me, my heart beats like a hare
    you come back and i act non-chalant, Openly ask you? i do not dare
    you ask me something trivial, but i blush, and my grammer tears
    what is this feeling? this feeling i do not dare to share
    this feeling...... my heart is as hot as a flare

    the next few days i try to forget you, or possibly hate you from head to feet
    but everytime i find myself glancing at you, and feeling rushing in like the sea
    your glare opens me up like a skull key
    why do you make me feel this way? why do you make my heart beat?
    Everytime i look at you my brain falls asleep

    We talk and become freinds
    i am happy once again
    but i am stil so depressed, i want more then to be freinds
    my emotions sway and bend
    This has to stop, i may not have much, but i have my heart to lend

    we are alone, sitting and having a talk
    my heart is calm until i see her face and it beats sending a shock
    this is my chance, i swallow my pride and drown out my hearts knock
    and i open my mouth and say "i like you alot!" and everything comes to a stop
    she looks at me with a look ive never seen her do, a look of regret and shock
    this awkward moment lasts only a few seconds, but to me time was on a stop
    even on the clock, it was so loud to me, the ticks and the tocks
    she looked at me and simply walked away, my heart was on now on a lock

    the next day we didnt talk, but she gave me glares
    everytime she saw me she avoided me like a man who forgot to pay the fair
    i felt more alone at that time then ever, i was a fool, now im in despair
    i thought i should apolagize, atleast try to mend this tear
    the next day i was to say sorry, and show i care
    but the next day she was gone, never to return, it wasnt fair

    i wanted to hate her, i wanted to despise her
    but all i could do is think about her
    even when i dream i dream of her
    i am such an idiot, ill never love again, definatly not her
    because the day i confessed, i gave a piece of my heart......... to her