Innocent Crush

Here I sit waiting,
wondering, hesitating,
Should I say anything at all?

Or ask for you number,
So I can go home and wonder,
If I should give you a call.

I look down blushing,
Feel the heat rushing,
You caught me giving you a glance.

It's so irritating,
I keep contemplating,
Why won't you give me a chance?

by: Priscilla Wilson