| Asking
Posted: 7/4/2009 2:57:07 PM | I hate the fact I can not talk to you
I want to but,
You intimidate me... In a good way.
I know what I want to say
I think about it
Its often all I think about.
But everytime it comes to ask you
My blood starts A'racing
And goes to my brain all my thoughts and feelings on the matter
Just leaves me naked; I feel vulnerable
As if I am being weighed or measured
Or whatever you gorgeous ladies do
Which just causes me to say hi
And what's up
As a coward wait till the next time
Because I do not want it to become weird between us
I want to love you
And from where we both lie right now
Does loving you outweigh akwardness
I sure as hell hope so. | |
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