Poezja

I’m not good with talking
I never know what to say
I guess I’m better at walking
The other way
I’m too shy for new things
They kinda freak me out
And that nervous feeling it brings
Makes me want to shout
I want to tell you I met a guy
I know, he isn’t you
I want to give it a try
But that would be too new
I know he wont look at me
The way that you used to
And maybe he wont see
Good in things I do
But being alone isn’t working
I need that warm embrace
I know I suck at flirting
But you should see his face
He’s really kind of pretty
As stupid as it sounds
And even though it’s petty
I always see him on the grounds
The truth about this
Is I’m afraid to move on
Afraid to feel a new kiss
And for you to really be gone
What if I don’t like him
And I think of only you
It sounds so grim
But it probably is true
I know that he wont hug
All the ways you do
He won’t be just like a drug
That I’m addicted to
He probably wont love
With the vastness of an ocean
But maybe he wont shove
Me into an implosion
I wish that I could say
I’d wait forever for you
I know that I would say
If you asked of me, I do
But I feel I should move on
As hard as it may be
Because living with you gone
Has opened my eyes to see
I believe I could do better
For you if I had a chance
I’d write letter after letter
Of our endless romance
I’d always make you smile
Because it brightens every day
But once in a while
I think moving on is okay
I just hope you wont be mad
When I’m with another guy
And certainly not sad,
Because of my good-bye
And know that if I go
Ill truly miss you
You made my heart overflow
If only you knew.
I’ll still think of you each day
And of our love so true
But I guess it’s time to say
Our last adieu.