Him

He's sitting there;
So close,
And it's killing you
Because it's like there's a force field;
Like fate's telling you it was never meant to be.
Because he's within reach;
Just like everybody else
But something's holding you back;
Fear maybe,
And you're fighting with yourself,
Watching the opportunities pass you by;
Wondering,
How can he possibly attract and repel at the same time?
And with a force so strong,
It's like being ripped in two.
So you sit there and wait,
Because maybe one day,
The balance will finally tip in your favour.