You Make Me Nervous

Every time I see you standing there
With your slanted stance and awesome hair
I freeze up but smile inwardly
Noticing your hand is empty
Now I know you are not mine
And at the moment that is fine
But when I see those girls cling
Feeling happy and alive during this fling
I can not help but feel irritated
And knowing they are not complicated
To figure out their goals
Wondering about your moles
That you may have underneath your clothes
And I would like you from your head to your toes
Not for your man parts and the looks I would get
I would rather stand in front of you and fidget
Because you make me nervous with your low stare
And that moment is all I ask for, all I dare
I want to see if there is possibly a chance
And see myself with more then a glance
I want to get to know your funny side
I want to see what you always hide
I need to see your smiles
I need to look at all your past files
But those nerves stir up again and push me away
I want to talk to you and make you smile but I can not stay
I think my stomach contents want out
Plus I believe most of my doubt
When the night comes, I might run to you
Tap, tap your shoulder and make one from two
No more boundaries and no more dying
I do not want this to be bad: I will end up crying
All I want is a hug
So your heart can feel my tug