My voice is my life, even if I cannot speak

Speak to the guy I like, impossible.

He doesn't know anything about me, all he sees is an annoyance.

When I look at him I melt then he starts talking and the shell hardens

Why is it the only guy I truly like doesn't realize how I feel.

He is the biggest player and flirts with everyone accept for me.

He even has a bromance with his roomate. 

It sucks the big one, but that's life right?

No it isn't; if I were much bolder I'd march myself over there and tell him.

I feel as if the only way that would happen is with some liquid courage or in dream land.

This guys makes my heart skip a beat, he makes me smile. 

How can such a jerk do this to me?

Well he is amazing- such a guy- that I just can't stop thinking about him.

Is it just a crush or is it something else. 

Right now I really don't care as long as he remains himself and I mine.

My voice remains quite to how I really feel, but that's ok I have time.

Another day will pass and we will remain unchanged and that is life.