Which Girl??

Yesterday at lunch she asked
Within my office walls which girl strikes my attention?
I was the one laughing at last
For it was a hillarious question

At least for me it was so
For among all my office beauties i feel for none
It was strange to her though
It seemed like i was hiding myself,trying to escape,trying to run

My reply to her was simply the first thing that crossed my mind
I did not favor anyone from our office for i was too focus at work
Perhaps i was too shy or maybe i suck at pick up lines
I guess she was not satisfied,her curiosity had gone beserk

The truth is i may have fallen for a girl ,it could be anyone of them
Yet i was living in constant denial of my own feeling
Or i am still waiting for the fruitless wait,the love that has been condemned
It has been years and i am still waiting

Am i able to learn how to love again?
Maybe so, just like a newborn learning how to crawl
It is a part of the process falling down ,get hurt and feel the pain
Perhaps someday i am able to hold a lover in my arms again,someday i shall stand up tall

-this piece is written with my colleagues as inspiration for they kept interviewing me about the girls that i am fond of and kept listing out every girl within our department and how do i think about them which was really funny but inspiring as well.