The Man With the Attitude
Passing you by in the corridor
You always think I’m being rude
As my eyes avert to the floor.
But if the truth has to be said
Your thinking is far amiss
Every night, my last thought in bed
Is dreaming of sharing a kiss.
Far too shy to share my desire
I blush when you look at me
When inside my heart’s on fire
Imagining how things could really be.
So another day spent ignoring you
When really I want it all
I’ve felt like this with o so few
But I’m scared of the rejected fall
Please don’t think I’m ever being rude
When next we share the same space
It’s just that your love my fantasy has viewed
But I’m too shy to look in to your face.