Don’t you know me by now?
\nDon’t you know how I feel about you?
\nDon’t you see?
\nIt’s so clear
\nI can’t deny this feeling
\nThis one true feeling
\nI ask him, “Are you true?”
\nAnd he tells me, “Yes, I am the one.”
\nI feel weird telling you this
\nBut I love you
\nDo I have the right?
\nProbably not
\nBut if I don’t tell you I will die
\nMuch like I have been doing for so long
\nI want to split myself open and pour myself out
\nRid myself of these trapped emotions
\nThey have no where to go
\nAnd I have no where else to store them
\nSo, they must come out
\nAnd so here I lie
\nBeside a bedroom light
\nListening to mellow sounds
\nThinking only of you
\nAnd telling myself, “She is not yours to have”
\nAnd hearing myself speak, but not really listening
\nI have so much to give
\nIf only given the chance
\nBut am so afraid
\nAfraid of what might happen
\nAfraid of the response back
\nBut… A chance not worth taking is a chance lost somewhere between reality and dreams
\nI can’t have what I, myself, can’t give
\nAnd that is me
\nAnd that is all<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Don’t you know me by now? Don’t you know how I feel about you? Don’t you see? It’s so clear I can’t deny this feeling This one true feeling I ask him, “Are you true?” And he tells me, “Yes, … Continue reading