I see Her standing there in the hall again,
and all I do is pray.
Pray that I might gather the courage to talk to Her
and wonder what I’d say.

As I pass her frustrated that I didn’t say a simple “Hello”
I see Her smile in my direction
and my heart drops through the school hallway tile
as I try to hide my affection.

Walking away with now the same smile on my face
I’m glad She acknowledges who I am
I see her get in the car with her pot-smoking ‘friend’
and watch them drive away as he ‘turns up his jam’

I get on the bus and actually enjoy the ride home
as I walk away from my bustop and round the turn
I begin to cherish the time I get to think about Her
and thoughts marriage I begin to yearn

As I get inside and turn on the T.V.
I think maybe I should ask her on a date
Until I hear the news that a couple local kids died in a car crash
and I think, Too little, too late