I don't really talk to you
Even though I offen have the chance..
I melt when i see you
And just stare because i don't want to choke on my words...
I wish i had the courage
To even go and talk to you
because i don't want to screw
Up my words and let something slip
Out of my way i go just to see
You and yet i trip..
When i finally talk to you
It will probably be thought out
First don't think i'm weird
But if you felt this way about me you'd know what i mean........
