Strange Situation

Once in awhile I get the feeling that not all this should have happened. I wish I had never met her. I had been in a mixed school since I was young but I had never thought about girls I had planted in my mind the seeds of some strange perception about the fairer sex. I was a very simple guy and because of this , I believe, I had a good time with girls. Of course, I had some god given talents; I believe; I could sing well; but soon I realized that I was singing better in the bathroom than in front of an audience, as my voice was not meant for singing. I was slowly realizing that I was a more than necessary shy person was. And now; in college and with the girl of my dreams as my junior; I sense my weaknesses surfacing again. The seeds of the strange thoughts that I had planted in my mind were slowly germinating into plants that bore my failures as their fruits. I am now wondering as to what I am afraid of. I mean; she is just another God created living being [I bet he has shown partiality to her]. Only because she is the prettiest I have ever seen and that I am having a big crush on her doesn’t necessarily give any clue as to why I should be shy to face her in certain situations and my mind advices
“ran boy ran……..”.
I think I like her more than anyone else does, I believe. I know that there is hell lot of a difference between liking and loving. I don't want to be in love with her; I want her to like me, like she does to any other close friend and to be with me throughout my life , but I am afraid.... though I only want to look into her eyes for my rest of the life.
There it goes again!
Being a Leo is not easy; at least not for me. Decision-making has been always tough for me in strange situations. For a moment, I would decide that I would go and talk to her and ask her whether I stood a chance with her; and the next moment I tend to worry as to what her reply might be. Of course, I know what her answer would be, but I think it is still worth a try. At least I won't blame myself in future for not even believing in my luck. I do not think things would change much, whatever her reply might be; but I honestly wish to be close to her, to share her joys and sorrows with mine and to talk to her through out the years. It think I am too shy to ask and too proud to loose because I don't love a woman because she's beautiful, she is beautiful because I love her.

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
I love her for what she is, but I love her yet more for what she is going to be. I love her not so much for her realities as for her ideals. I pray for her desires that they may be great, rather than for her satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little. She is going forward toward something great. I am on the way with her, and therefore I love her; I believe.

It takes a second to notice someone,
A minute to crush on someone,
An hour to like someone,
A day to fall in love with someone,
And a lifetime to forget them!!!!!!!!