Heart song of a shy girl …

I remember stolen glances that I thought we could not help,

Or did I make that up inside my head?

I remember your quick footsteps as you rushed past me,

Which woke me up more than my morning coffee.

I remember when we almost accidentally collided on that corner,

How my breath hitched, my stupid cheeks got warmer.

I remember your shy smile as you talked to me,

My heart beating a crazy symphony.

But I do not know if you felt any of this, or saw the details so small;

And that — I think — is the saddest truth of all.

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