I miss you,

A thousand times I miss you.

I miss you when I'm standing next to you,

I miss you even when I can see you.

I just want to talk to you,

which even I know is completely and utterly ridiculous.

Because, it should be so damn easy to talk to you.

There's no social etiquette keeping me away from you,

No unstated teenage rules keeping me away from you...

I'm yours and you're mine, it's been stated.

But I can't talk to you,

and you don't talk to me.

I miss you,

and being shy is such a bitch.