She’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen

Her facial traits
Her hair
Her smile
Her lips
Her deep voice
Her eyes looking into mine…

I want to be hers
I know we could
She gives me signs
But never enough for me to be sure
I’m not gonna mess it up
If I ever tell her how I feel

We text sometimes
But not for long
We talk but never enough
To get to know each other

I want to tell her how pretty she is
I want to invite her to have lunch with me
I want to ask her out
I want to kiss her
I want to make her mine

But I’m way too shy
To have the guts to confess
She looks way more confident than me
Why can’t she make the move?

Maybe she’s too busy
Maybe deep down she’s shy too
Maybe she’s waiting for an opportunity
or…
Maybe she just doesn’t like me

I’m not good at dating stuff
I have no experience in real life relationships
I might be so clumsy it all goes to trash

I’m scared she’ll be with me just because she is lonely
I’m scared she’ll let me down after realizing she doesn’t feel the same
I’m scared I might be out of her league

But she likes every story I post with my face
She has to think I’m pretty
Why else would she only like the selfies?

She holds eye contact
She talks to me with devotion
She gives me so many little signs
But what if it’s all in my head?
What I’m delusional?

I’ve been so hurt lately
But I feel like I moved on enough
To follow the next path
I feel like I’m ready

I want this to work
I’m gonna make it work
I just hope I won’t be broken again
Please don’t make me broken again


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