Shy

From across a crowded room I see her.
Does she know?
Would she care?
What would I do?
What would I say?
I fantasize about just saying hello.
I fantasize about much more too.
Does she know my chest tightens?
Does she know my heart races like i'm on crack?
Does she know my hands can only stay still when shoved into my pockets?
Would she care that I can't take my eyes of her?
Would she care that holding her hand means something?
Would she care I know she blushes at silly jokes?
What would I do if she knew my name?
What would I do if she felt the same?
What would I do if she wrapped her hand around mine?
What would I say if she said hello?
What would I say if she told me she knows me too?
What would I say if she held my hand?
Oh my...she looked at me!
I leave quickly.
I'm Shy.