My tongue is thick
my cheeks are red
gaze into your eyes
and lower my head

You don’t even notice
keep telling your joke
your blue gaze meets mine
and I almost choke

You give me a look
I can’t tell what it means
you flash a shy smile
and I want to scream

I’m eleven again
awkward with braces
You look over at me
and my heart races

But I’m older now
and I know what to do
so why can’t I be cool
when I talk to you?

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