Mixed

He was working,
Last saturday,
He smiled at me,
And waved.

I don't know why he gets to me,
I really like him a lot,
My friend almost dragged me to him,
So I kicked my friend and fled for him.

My friend knows I'm shy,
He's shy himself at that,
Yet he says it's cute just try it,
But it's not that easy to me.

I'm trying, I am,
It just doesn't work,
I want to talk to him every time,
But I just keep walking away.

I'm scared,
Perhaps to be rejected,
But mostly to not be able to talk,
To say a word besides hi.

God he's so cute,
I wonder what his voice is like,
Or how his hugs would be,
Let alone his kisses.

Ugh! I hate times like these,
I wish I wasn't single at all,
I want to have a guy at home,
I suppose I just want him.