blabbering: a may poem

I've seen your face on TV,
often wondering could it be?
That someday, somehow
in a special place,
I might take a short glance
at that beautiful face?

Many days and hours
had passed by,
But I still can't find the reason why?
Why do I tend to fall for someone
who doesn't even know me?
Or perhaps for someone who
wouldn't even care?
So I sat face down, and just
let things happen as it is-
to alter this I wouldn't dare.

Exams had been taken, and
grades had been given.
Yet,I still find myself grief-stricken;
Why is this happening?
Why are you so special to me?
Am I already a die-hard fanatic
for you?
Should I be?

note: i wrote this piece of contraption [cause am not even sure if it can be considered a poem. hehe.] when i was a college freshman.