I wish I told you,
Just how I feel.
I wish I told you,
That my feelings are real.
But now it’s to late.
I don’t even know where you are.
I wish I had talked to you.
Maybe go on a lame Mexican date.
But now it’s been to long,
And I don’t know what I can do.
I still think of you once and a while but,
I don’t know what to do about it.
If I ever found you again what would I say?
What would you do?
Would you even remember my name?
Would you secretly think yay?
It’s to late.
There is a better chance of finding a golden egg.
Even thought we never really met,
I still think about you.
I think about if things would have even worked out.
The biggest fear I have is that you won’t know who I am.
This is what would happen to,
I am most certain.
I should just pull closed the curtain,
And shot you out.
It will never happen.
I know that now and I think I knew it when I first saw you.
