Its weird, I guess I loved her from afar.
Only drunk courage gave way to vocalizing it.
Or typing it. True, I never said it in person.
When it comes to women im still learnin, my heart yearnin’

I met her back at the end of highschool.
She was so cool, so I never tried to conversate.
Till I started buzzin in a class I had with her,
Never more than friends, but I can still pretend.

I longed for more, felt like she understood me.
She’s odd, but that’s something I find attracting.
Don’t overlook me, I know I seem the nice guy,
Who tries too hard, who bares these scars, but..

I think that we could really be together.
I’ll wait out the weather, storm clouds or sunshine endevor
But whatever, im more resigned to the fact,
That I lact tact or a chance, to share with you the last dance.

Advances, I never made, now are my regretful woes.
As we sat bathed in moonlight, her lips met the peach optimo.
I thought I was jealous, but was in fact just overzealous.
It could never be! Someone like her, with a guy like me.

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Maybe my idea of love is idealistic.
Unrealistic, impossible to get it.
Guess I’ll never get to have the last laugh.
The truth is, im scared. Waiting on that call back.

My voice cracks, im embaressed of myself.
Blood rushes to a blush, go hide upon my shelf.
Cant ask for help, my pride just wont allow it.
Cant meet her eyes, I feel my gaze is unfit.

Bullshit, a small voice within my head says.
You’re worthy, go get it, Jacob, just don’t worry.
But that’s impossible, im worked up in a fuery.
Angry at the world, at her, but mostly at me.

How can this be, when did I become this.
This frightened soul, is this all that I encompas?
My only dynamic? I just don’t understand it.
Why cant it just be simple, like wishing on a shooting star.

Like wishing upon a shooting star...