I never could take a chance on you.
I try but I can't.
Yet, I never give up hope.
No matter how much I doubt myself, there's always hope.
I have so many opportunities, though.
You are not the only one.
There's other people.
I just won't give them a chance.
I'm waiting for you and only you.
Why?
I could have love easily.
But no, I must have you.
This is weird.
I don't understand why I act this way.
Sometimes I catch myself contemplating going to them.
They other people.
Then I'm right back to you.
Does it mean something?
How could it.
I don't know.
I need to take a chance.
Right now.
Or I'm going after one of them.
Hopefully.
GORGEOUS POEM