Dear Mr. Whathisface
Humph people say I
should talk to you..
Ha if they only knew
Ive had a million and one
conversations with you
Well… in my head,
doesn’t that count at all?
No? not even a little?
oh! come on! thats not fair
We have had some
pretty perfect conversations..
that you will never know of.
People tell me all I have to do is say ”Hi”,
but man its so well hard
you’re always with your friends
I thought that was a girl thing?
I cant talk to you
because well you’re you..
Super tall, Super cute,
with some super awesome hair
around you I can't help
but get all tongue tied.
im an awesome flirt
(not that you would ever know)
around you im a total dork
there is no playing it cool
I stumble, I mumble
I run away every time we meet
clearly its my fault we have no “history”
because you've tried to talk to me
(says my friends, I have no memory of this)
and I just walked away
uh why can't you be dorky too?
then I might be able to talk to you
I’ve never even had a class with you
So I can't use the homework excuse…
OMGOSH! maybe I could “fall” and you'd catch me
then I would have to talk to you right?
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