I wonder about myself,
rather will I remain with just myself?
I’m giving it one more try
another chance with love but I…
If I fail I wouldn’t know why
other than I’m not the “perfect” guy.
But she’s a different kind
she makes me happy, so for now I’m fine,
if she says no then my heart may die.
I knew her for a long time ever since we were kids,
same team, same classes 24/7 we’d stick
Been four-five years, or maybe six
‘Till I think that I really like this chick.
Not for her beauty, laugh, or smile,
I wouldn’t even care if she didn’t want a child.
I just have to be next to her because she
up-lifts the fears that are inside of me,
it’s almost as if it was destiny.
In four days I now know I was wrong,
there’s no more point in demanding.
My voices inside talk as if they are alive
my heart won’t stop commanding:
“There’s nothing left but you, there’s nothing left to do.”