He looks like a warm summer day

He crushes my voicebox, and I don't know what to say

I wonder if he feels the same

When I say his name

Does it send tingles down his spine

Like it does down mine?

I almost told him how I felt

Hooked my fingers in his belt

And pulled his lips to meet mine

But I froze, and started to melt

He doesn't feel the same, so why try?