Poetry

Here's something you might identify with - it was largely written with someone like you in mind.



What does this man mean to me, I really cannot tell,
It's far too soon to understand what's deep inside his shell.
He hides from me, then wants to know, what's locked within my heart,
He leaves me feeling constantly, that we are soon to part.


Do I frighten him I wonder, am I taking things too fast,
Does he think I'm playing games with him and it's not meant to last.
Perhaps he's playing games with me, I wonder if he knows,
I've never felt like this before, and I'm frightened that I'll lose.


I'm scared that when he walks away, that he won't be coming back,
The insecurity I feel is a thing I wish I lacked.
I've been hurt before you know, and I'm not immune to pain,
Now there's not much more for me to lose, and everything to gain.


I really want to let him know, just what it is I'm thinking,
I can't explain in words alone, it's hard to say what I'm feeling.
So I try to say in other ways, a glance, a smile, a touch,
But he doesn't seem to understand, perhaps I'm just too much.


Maybe I should slow things down, just wait and look towards,
The next time I'll be seeing him, try not to be so forward.
I'll tell him of my dreams again, I'll share my hopes and fears,
I'll tell him what he wants to know; I'll share my life; my tears.


Enjoy, absorb and ponder.

Sweet dreams :)

From me and .......