Why is it that I fear,

What I hold most dear.

Its starts by chance,

with a simple glance.

Then a smile and a wink,

Makes me stop and think.

What is this interest in me?

I’m plenty happy being free.

All the attention,

Leads to consideration.

A glance can lead to a dance,

A wink can lead to a drink,

Maybe if I give into the smile,

This can last more than a little while.

I hesitate and deliberate,

Do I really want to date?

There will be pain

But then again, much to gain

I decide to wave,

Wondering if I forgot to shave.

Nervousness sets in,

And so it begins.

Friends open the gate,

And he asks me on a date.

As we talk and share,

We become acutely aware,

With that little friendly shove,

We have a chance to discover love.

Don't give into the fear of pain

as it will hamper your ability to gain!