Confessions of a Torpe

confessions of a torpe*
written February 15, 2004
by yomz


hmm...

hi! how are you?
do you have a minute?
great! i have something important to say...
i... i love you!

how i wish i had said that,
in fact, i want, but i won't,
i would love to, but i can't.

the great paradox in life.
they say that things are easier said than done.
when in front with the girl you love...
everything changes.
nothing is easy.
it is easier thought than said.

when you're a torpe,
paradigm shifts are bound to happen

a feeling inside is there
an outside force is present
a mysterious aura envolopes you

it's like you are nailed in your current position
though you are a hostage kept securely in place
if ever you managed to escape, and move,
you'd feel as if you are pumped by strong current of water.
you want to move to the girl you like but you can't.
you want to make the moves, but you can't.
you want to say it, but you can't.
when you can say it... you can't make the moves.

what is this feeling? this force? this aura?
is it because of fear?
is it because of embarassment?
is it because of rejection?
is it because of pride?
is it because of hunger?
or is it because of love?

i love her...
i really do.
i wish i can say it.
i wish she can read it.
i love you.

*torpe = typical shyboy

p.s.
for those who are not reading anything, read this:
ode to nice guys by some sad guy