The van starts. There I lay, Remembering the day's remains, As a grin comes to my face I look back. Back on that day, how I wished it could last, But it didn't. And now beauty herself sits in front of me- But I can't reveal- Can't possibly tell her that I sang with her on my mind. I just am frightened- Afraid of rejection, Too afraid to chance something- Life She is all consuming to the eye, But yet there is more… In her eyes- Endless beauty. This I want to tell, But I fear she might not know… How she is in my mind, And what I felt with just one touch. As the street lights pass by, I close my eyes The van stops.
Reason for writing:
A was at a retreat, I met this girl, but wha too afraid to ask her out. I wish she knew how i felt.
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