Once again, this was written some time ago. Probably two years or so. Any thoughts ?
I can't understand.
Why is it that you can feel so good for one moment?
Then, in another, you can be feeling sorry for yourself.
Sorry for thinking things could work out.
I can only think back about when you held my hand.
Suddenly, I remember the words.
I know I want to say them to you.
They are perfect in my mind, as I repeat them over and over.
If only I had the courage to tell you.
I see you walking down the crowded hallway.
You look so good today, just like any other day, in fact.
I glance over, hoping I had captured your eye.
All hopes are lost.
As you walk away, I silently wisper, "I love you".
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