First Sight
The first sight of him
O my what a breathtaking view.
He is just so very cute.
Is he headed my way?
O, boy what do I do?
Should I stay and try to hold conversation, or
Should I run and hid from his view?
What is it that he could possibly see in me?
I'm just an average chick, not all that cute.
Could it truly be that he is loking at me, or
Am I mistaken and there's someone else that he's got in his view?
O, no it's me, he's headed straight towards me.
He'll be in front of me in 10,9,8
My heart is racing so fast 7,6,5,
What should I do 4,3,
But I can't move, I'm stuck here like glue 2,1,
Now there's nothing I can do.
He's dead in front of me.
I tell myself to speak, to just say hi.
Believe that this fine dude could actually want you.
I finally find the words and we start a conversation.
It was o, so amazing.
We exchanged numbers and said talk to you later
It went from days to weeks to months to years later,
And we're still saying talk to you later.
Because I didn't let fear overcome me.
The first sight of him
O, my what a breathtaking view
Copyright © Alicia Morris | Year Posted 2011
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