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I’ve been waiting far too long,

years have passed, but still no action.

My fear of failure is too strong,

only confrontation in my imagination.



Find it hard to express my feelings,

to speak my mind is to bridge a gap.

Deep inside I have a great longing,

their source is somewhere not on a map.



Every time I look into your eyes,

my heart skips a vital beat.

I never want to feed you lies,

your charm and class knock me off my feet.



I floated of the ground when we first met,

I melted when you read Romeo & Juliet.

Your hair like a beautiful river,

your someone I would love to be with forever.



Now it might be too late.



I see you look at another,

the way I look at you.

I’m not a compulsive loather,

but it feels like hell I’m going through.



This is an important warning,

to all of these that are chicken shit.

If you don’t act on your feelings,

you will never be able to live with it.



I floated off the ground when we first met,

I melted when you read of Romeo & Juliet.

A day without you is rhythm without rhyme,

I would love you till the end of time.



But now it might be too late.