.The Question.

Why did I ask that?

Why did I say what I said?

I want to punish myself for having asked what I did.

I'm going over that moment again & again in my head.

My face is getting hot now,

and my palms are starting to sweat.

why does these feelings have to be so damn strong?

what is going on?

I don't know why I did it.

It was a kind of a a spair of the moment thing, 

That was the only time I had a opening,

and I guess, I took it.

He doesn't socialize much besides with his friends,

and to little ole' me he decides not to say a word.

so when I asked him the question that I did,

all he did was shrug his shoulder as in saying "I dont Know"

School is almost over for the year, 

and I wont be seeing him again, 

It will be a sad time, for me, when I leave.

for he will still be going there,

and I wont be.

This year I only had my eyes for him, 

not wanting the many others that has asked me out.

He is nice, funny, sweet, trustworthy & sexy,

just the kind of guy that I need.

I think he just might be the man for me.