HOPELESSLY HELPLESS

HOPELESSLY HELPLESS

Call it a crush if you will,

She leaves my world standing still,

Such a tragedy because she doesn’t know,

How much I need her so,

Oh how I wish she could see,

The affect she has over me,

I doubt she knows that I even exist,

Yet this infatuation seems to persist,

I want to fall to her feet and confess,

Why it is her that I do obsess,

Hopelessly helpless I find myself in love,

Even if it’s merely an idea I speak of,

I’m losing sleep and losing control,

For her beauty haunts me ever so,

She’s my heroin that gets me high,

Leaving me to let out one forlorn sigh,

Too scared I am to try and convey,

These emotions that lead me directly her way,

If only she knew what my heart perceives,

Would she abandon the notion as what my heart believes?

Or would she open hers just for me?

I may never know, forever leaving it a mystery…

-brad