Understand;
Well that's too hard for some.
They will never know why I feel the way I do about him.
I cry because I'm upset.
I ponder because I have remorse.
My action is regrettable,
And regret I do.
Now I see how desperate he is to be with me.
Taking risks we both will comply with,
Though too hard to carry out.
He has the feelings and emotions I do;
For when I said 'not yet',
He was less than satisfied.
I need to give this problem a little breathing room.
Then my dear
Can we talk of seeing one another.
I miss you boy,
That's why I'm writing to you.
To tell of the words in my heart,
The ones that came so quick
And are lasting so strong;
Yes it's true,
He may be right,
I probably love you.
Let me see you
Just one last time
To complete the feeling
And we'll cross that line...
Together.