Misunderstood.

It’s not that i did not want to look at you, I did look, but only when you turned your back, Or your reflection through a mirror. It’s not that i did not want to talk you you, I did, but i was to shy to say a word, I wanted to tell you i loved you, But every time we met, i was too nervous to speak. It’s not that i did not like those flowers, It was only because i was allergic to pollen, It’s not that I did not want to kiss you, I just did not know how, So you left, and I could not call you back. I had no courage to, So it hurt. You fool. Did you never see my eyes begging you to take the first step?