He asked me to borrow a pen.
My mind: imagine, me and Glenn,
Glenn and I.
And when he gave it back our hands kissed.
My mind: This is it! It\'s happening I cannot resist,
imagine Glenn and I -
Mrs Glenn!
He raised his brows at me in the hall.
My mind: This has to be your call!
I\'m so excited my stomach crawls
but when I speak my mouth tends brawl
and I make silly, stupid, little galls.
I mess up.
My palms sweat,
words mix up,
I mix up words.
Then stutter
aaaaand now I want to fling myself into the gutter.