• I gaze at your beauty each passing day,
    I see you smile among friends with glee.
    My small heart yearns for you in every way,
    But there is no way, not for one like me.
    “A heart of ice” that is what I am named,
    And in reality it is so true.
    My heart remained closed though I’m unashamed.
    Love is for the weak, one with it will rue.
    Yet my heart races; I glance at your face,
    From my heart, I believe I heard a crack.
    Your body is slim and curves like a vase.
    My heart can’t open. I must be too slack…
    How is this possible? How can this be!?
    I wish for you to fall in love with me.