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Nobody has ever claimed that I'm shy,

but it happened that day, and i do not know why.

I felt alone, and even a little bit blue,

but when he said hello, I didnt know what to do.

I stopped staring at the book I'd held in my hand,

and slowly looked up to where he did stand.

I felt a slight panic as my heart ceased to beat,

then my gaze skidded quickly back to my feet.

Then, as if all of this wasn't nearly enough,

I felt like suffocating and other stuff.

His large masculine presence was so very strong,

so were his arms, legs, and cologne.

He shifted uncomfy from left foot to right,

but didn't look like one to give much of a fight.

I stood from my desk, he was so achingly tall,

my knees felt quite weak, and I thought I would fall.

I tricked myself into looking up inch by inch,

but when they reached his, I saw him nearly flinch.

For when I forced myself to look in his eyes,

I saw in them pure nerves, though I was about half his size.

I could hardly believe that this giant feared me!

didn't he know I was scared? couldn't he see?

He muttered some sorry as his face filled with heat,

then quickly he left and I sank once more to my seat.

So i guess I am shy, even though I didn't know it,

I will try to conquere this disease, bit by bit.

I guess in the long and the short of this rhyme,

Im saying that I wont be shy next time ;)