I didn't think I could ever win a bride.
Who'd love inadequate me, who'd stay by my side?
Destined to love, to want love, but never be loved
And all my passion, onto a mental shelf, I shoved.
Who'd want me? So quiet and naive. So thin and frail.
I knew that my hard striving for love would ever fail.
Condemned, a man to be alone for life
Condemned to a life of heart broken strife.
I saw you there, entering the college class door
I wanted you, I felt my emotions soar
I'm here! Can't you see me? I followed you in
I stared at you and wanted to meet you right then.
Quickly I began my plan, swiftly I ran.
I know I can win you, I know that I can.
The chair to the left of you, its empty I see
Rapidly I move, and make it look accidently.
Out with the books, notebooks, pencils and pens
The professor calls roll, the introduction begins.
Now class, you want to learn creative writing
Share with the person beside you something exciting.
That's how it all began, for on that date
I started a new life with my lovely mate!
But she tells it different, she picked the chair
Next a battered one, knowing only I would sit there
If I wanted to follow up on my love struck stare.
This story is written in the first person for effect, but it is completely made up. I met my wife in an entirely different way.
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