That Girl

Walks past me in the hallway,
A glance comes across,
She clasps her books to her chest,
So much going through my head, ugh, the stress!

Should I say hi?
Should I walk past?
Should I go for a date?
With choosing, I can't be too late!

I follow in her steps,
We have got the same class,
Maybe I should start talking?
Nah, I'll carry on walking!

I sit next to her in our lesson,
She looks so pretty with the light,
Her gaze never focusing on me,
I look at her for a while, thank goodness she doesn't see!

I walk out by her side,
'This is my chance!' I think
I stop suddenly; what am I doing?
Oh no, It's over! It's all ruined!