The Unknown Lover

My mind is working slower, slower than before.
The girl I am longing for just walked through that door.
Should I speak or silently wait,
and hide my feelings, being a fake.
All these things run through my mind.
I feel that I am slipping, falling behind.
She leaves again, and again I waited too long
I was trying to show I was Mr. Right, not Mr. Wrong.
She has left the room, maybe there will be another.
I feel so left out, like an unknown lover.