You look at me and I can’t breathe.
I basically want you all to myself.
But I can’t, cause I’m so full of doubt.
I don’t know if you truly like me
But I’m pretty sure, that’s unlikely.
I look at you from across the hall
Then I think I’m about to trip and fall.
I wish I had the courage to make the first move.
But I’m too afraid of what you’ll say or do.
This poem was written/submitted by Roxanne.