Speaking to you seems so easy,
There’s never a moment of silence,
Even when we aren't talking your eyes speak clear.
Yet now when so much needs to be said, I can’t form the words.
I worry about what you will say when the truth comes out,
Even though I probably know your response better than you.
I’ve had the conversation in my head more times than I can count,
But for some reason I just can’t find the opportunity to re-inact it in real life.
I just don’t want to ruin something so great,
But I don’t want to lose the chance to make it that much better.
I’m scared of change, for better or for worse.
If it happens for the better, you’d take me somewhere I’ve never been before and walking a new path is always scary, even with someone so wonderful next to me holding my hand.
If it turns out for the worst, I’d lose you. Something even now I can’t comprehend. In my life there’s a place for you, always with room to grow, but never for a moment to be replaced.
And with each passing thought the words become more clouded, making our conversation less of a reality.
But still it stands, I need to talk to you.
Secrets have never helped anyone, even secrets we both know, just refuse to acknowledge.
I’m scared. You will have to listen closely…
I love you.
