I, the fool who rushes in
And does not ever win
Then I cry that it hurts
But it never comes with an alert
I, the eternal optimist
Wants you to always insist
Be the first to make a move
And your affection to prove
I, the hopeless romantic
In your absence becomes frantic
Then I pine to see you
For those precious moments few
I, forever waiting in vain
The distance is indeed a pain
And want to be near you
So I can prove my love is true!!