A man who thinks he's nothing.
He fell in love with a girl,
but he thinks she's too good for him.
He starts to think about his negative side.
Slowly, it finally cause him pain.
He notices she's popular,
and he's a quiet and unpopular,
who prefers to sit in the corner,
being silent as a mime.
Thinking because he's quiet,
he's uninteresting,
every attempt to make her laugh,
he fails and gives her a lame image.
He notices her beauty,
her sweet smile and joyful laughter,
and he sees himself as normal,
thinking it will never happen.
With such a low self esteem,
he notices he have sleepless nights,
just laying in bed,
thinking of pointless thoughts.
Everytime she talks to him,
he prefer to remain silent,
or at least just a hi,
he thinks it will save his image.
But finally he came to his senses,
he open himself to God,
and God took that burden away,
he could sleep with a sweet dream again.
He notices he has a handful of friends,
but all of them are his close friends,
just like a family,
and non of them say he s an outcast.
He notices he's not that uninteresting after all,
he have friends talking to him online,
he crack some jokes and make them laugh,
and some shares secrets with him.
He notices looks aren't important,
being a gentlemen is much more important,
knowing how to treat a girl,
and respect them in every way.
After all that,
He notices he's still not ready for her,
he still needs to grow,
so he chose to wait.
Every night he prays for her,
and he commits her onto the Lord,
knowing that she is not he's but the Lord's,
saying "if its Your will, then let it be done."
But Your love came to me.
