Boulevard of opportunity

Today was a great day,

finally she showed some interest,

almost I saw a glance of hope,

my self confidence grows.

    

Only if she knew

how much I like her, 

but it wouldn't be a happy-end

I always lost the first two acts.

So I sit down on the chair quietly,

without taking a deep breath...

how great it would be

if I can read her  thoughts.

The time past so quickly,

suddenly it hit me,

like a sledgehammer over my back

felt a terrible pain..I have forgotten...

The dream must end, 

right here and right now,

why does nobody care?!

I am an outcast after all.

But those couple of minutes

when she started showing some interest,

I felt so happy and so scared,

I felt like a great man,a human.

Time passes by minutes after minutes

still I hoped for one miracle..

waiting for divine intervention 

it never came,never again..

I don't know why I am

so crazy about her,

probably her ignorance and  attitude,

intrigue me and pull me closer to her.

It's like I want to be a part of history

writing my own story..

I wish  we could write it together,

put some heart to it and love.

After I woked up from sensless desires,

after the dream faded away

 returned to my patheticall life.

I realised I am nothing more

then a thrill seeker,

pumped with adrenaline,

searching just for an adventure

on this endless boulevard of opportunity,

which we call life.