Why Should I Be So Afraid?

In this sea of celestial weightlessness,
I find myself floating, aimless,
You're my shooting star,
Past me, you're so far,
With your ethereal, gossamer, diaphanous light,
That lights up the murky night,
Turning it into a soft, velvet sky, what a sight!
You'd think that'd ease my plight,
And you'd be half right.
Whizzing past my head,
Leaving me to see in shades of rose red,
Leaving the world in a hazy glow,
You're more beautiful than you know,
Kinder, and more mature and professional than you know,
With your long, straight, locks of brown,
Your lovely head, they crown,
Your bright, warm, intelligent, welcoming, eyes,
Those huge, wide, anime eyes,
Your natural, dark, thick, dense, mascara,
Your sweet, goofy, smile, a joyful extravaganza,
That cute, soft-looking, goatee,
And your kind, goofy, shy, sweet, personality,
I must say, candidly,
You're so beautiful, I have a hard time looking you in the eye,
And I can barely say more than 'hi'.
I've made progress, but then frozen up again,
It happens again, and again,
I speak to you unprompted, then next, I falter,
My thunder, stolen once again by that interloper,
By my deranged anxiety, who loves to make me look the fool,
Like something feral to the point of ignorant, that came from a cesspool,
I wish I could just talk to you,
I wish I could get to know you,
You don't even know that everytime I see your face,
I'm screaming on the inside, a mask of calm, upon my face,
A frozen statue of "go-with-the-flow" standing in my place,
In this ballroom of insanity,
My mind and heart, a dancing duality,
Both fighting for the lead,
My fear, they heed.
You make my heart beat like thunder,
You tear my heart asunder,
I want so badly to speak to you, let you know I exist,
But my words wouldn't be nearly the clearest,
Your eyes, and your smile, are so intimidating,
Lost, in those pools of chocolate, I find myself drowning,
Hard to look at you,
Yet hard to look away, when I do,
I just know I'll get tongue-tied, and sound stupid,
If I talk to you, I risk getting wounded,
I'd say something stupid, and utterly ruin my chances,
Or I'd find out something that decimates my chances,
Like a spear to the heart,
This friendship/relationship I'm afraid to try to jumpstart,
I need to get over this great and terrible fear,
It makes no sense, the choice should be clear,
I love whenever you're near,
I feel so warm and fuzzy,
And my vision goes hazy,
And yet I also feel so crazy
Because I should have no problem talking to you at all,
I'm an adult, and you're such a good, kind-hearted person an' all....
It makes me feel so silly,
When I can't look at, or talk to you, because you're so darn pretty!
I wish so badly, that I could hug you,
That I could squeeze you,
That I could tell you how beautiful you are,
Just the way you are,
That I could just let you know that you're loved and cared for,
Down to your soul, down to your core,
I wish so badly, that I could tell you how special you are to me,
Show you the things about yourself that you don't see,
All the strengths you might feel you don't have,
That separate you from the others, like wheat from the chaff,
You've made me smile, you made me laugh
In our few interactions at work,
I wonder if you've ever seen me uncontrollably blush or smirk?
If we've had nothing but positive interactions,
Then, good heavens!
Why do I have such a hard time talking to you?
Why do I follow my fear,
And make that split-second decision to be silent when you're near?