I sit here and ponder,
unable to sleep again,
late at night,
the connection I made with him.
How if I'd never been there,
taken that first step,
we would have never met,
would have never clicked.
I would have never been able to start to forget,
the memories that were silently and softly killing me with regrets.
Wonder if he feels the same way I feel about him.
Slowly trying to let everything sink in.
I try not to feel overwhelmed or doubt it's all true,
yet there's just something too good about being with you.
Something all too good to be true.
Something I've not felt before,
something scary, yet exciting and new.
Just hope that whatever I do,
I don't ever hurt you.
I don't want to do what I tend to always do,
get scared and make an excuse and just leave you.
You gotta stop me,
read the connection,
know my mind like you already do,
know I care about you.
Don't let me play it off,
don't let me act like I don't need you.
I sit alone and ponder again,
late at night,
unable to sleep,
the connection,
that beautifully frightening connection,
I made with you. |
Submission Name: Connection
