I see him as he silently walks by.
I yearn to be pretty and catch his eye.
I grab all my books as soon as he passes.
And follow him as I hurry to all of my classes.
He turned around and caught me staring.
Should I be embarassed or leave without caring?
He said, "Hi," as his hand waved and shook.
Ohmigosh, how do I look?
I stood there a minute, "Hi," I finally said.
I could feel my cheeks starting to turn bright red.
My blood pressure rose and shot out of the roof
And there I was standing like a big giant goof.
Someone taps me on the shoulder and I turn around.
Then I turn back. He's nowhere to be found.
I get mad for a moment and accept my fate.
And take off running not to be late.
I walk into class, take my seat near the door.
I think about what just happened as I stare at the floor.
The teacher starts to lecture, my mind is lost in space.
I dreamily think of him and his gleaming face.
The bell rings, I race out without a second glance.
Just to see him in the hall, even if it's only a chance.
I catch up with him on his way to last block.
He smiles, I laugh, as we exchange some small talk.
We walk together until we have to depart.
Then I'm left with a small tugging at my heart.
What does this all mean? Why didn't I feel this way before?
Did I feel this way and choose to just ignore?
After school in the hall, when we meet,
I want to tell him how I feel but I always get cold feet.
We talk briefly for a moment before we need to part.
It's not only memories which now engulf my small heart.
At night, I crawl into bed and turn out the lights.
Mumble my prayers, and whisper goodnights.
I try to sleep with my heart all in pain,
Goodnight my sweet, Steven McClain.
 
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