The One Who Endlessly Waits

Shes sitting across from me,
Legs crossed,
Fingers tapping on her book.

She's looking out the window,
Then realizes I'm gazing,
She's giving me this certain look.

Does my look show her,
I want her,
Here,
Closer,
Warmer,
To me?

I want to tell her,
Except her,
Shyness,
Gets to be,

What stops her,
Stop.
What kills her,
Stop.
What wants her,
Stop.
What kills me.
Stop.

She tries to cover,
Her eyes, they flutter,
Cheeks become red.

I try to show her,
She hides behind her folder,
And I forget all she said.

I'm tired of waiting,
When people around,
I look like a fool,
I must be crowned.
As the one who waits,
Endlessly waits,
For the day she shows me she actually loves me, before it's too late.