Look, you'd think you'd notice me. I do running with you. You'd think you'd talk to me, but anytime we're close, you leave fairly quickly. Your friends talk to me, but you barely acknowledge me.
I don't think you know yet but I actually like you so figure it out.
I've never heard of any gruesome break ups involving you so what are you afraid of?
Why can't you see the blushes, the sidelong glances, the butterfly blinking and the nervous stuttering?
I heard you've got insanely high standards but is it just a type you're after?
I wouldn't be devastated if you didn't ask me out right away but I'm tired of the guessing games and the chasing after stares.
Give me something more than a look here and a look there, give me a conversation, an inside joke, a wink, an indulgent grin( but not the one just after you shout my ex's name at me cause let's face it, not what I'm looking for).
Even if you just gave me a simple no, I'd move on, but you've got me on the rope and I'm tired of just sitting here as the 'sort of attractive one who cheers for me at my races'. I'm more than that. So yes or no?
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PoezieIt makes absolutely no sense. It isn't a story, It has no plot. Its a poem, its a thought its a short story or a scene. It could be anything.
