Shy Soul

“How are you?”, I ask you with shaky voice. I wish I had more guts to say it at the top of my lungs. But you have the strange power of making me forget about reason. I wish I wouldn't care about your magnetic presence. But you are in my mind, messing up with my thoughts. I wish I could run away fum this suffocating shyness, that kept me from being by your side. Until my soul gets stronger, I´ll be happy just to seeing you from a distance.