Shhhhhh

Shhhhh there she is on computer no. 2 the one i come here to see if by chance she's here the one in the green dress and black spiked boots! now she's a lady lady like in all her ways why is that guy in the black jacket blocking my view what site is she on does she know about the soup i wonder if my name will ring a bell john loving iii yes that's me maybe we can share a soda sometime give me your number and i'll give you mine who am i fooling she's probably got a hulky boyfriend somewhere working out in the gym right now and she's leaving now to pick him up why god? why not me? why do i have a girl i like every where i go; at my age? did she really make me forget sharon, april, tonie, judy, inez tiffany,and the whole host of women that i don't even know their names? all of a sudden i was there; our world her's and mine can i bump into her and meet her? or just over come my shyness and try being someone i'm not or should i just keep on having this obsesion every time i come to the library and she's there? to ask God? the question is rhetorical i feel like woody allen in a mell gibson film i'm just suppose to step aside then remembering the phrase "It is better to have loved and lost..." oh yeah, that's right love hurts be happy with the way things are now