I've got a dozen roses lying on my bed;
and a letter surrounded by candles.
Written in that familiar script
are the words,
"I have no intention of ever leaving you."
I can't continue reading this precious note...
it breaks my heart
when my eyes cross the words,
"...to be honest, I can't lose you."
...I can't lose him, either.
I'm so afraid of messing up,
of saying the wrong things
that I hold back my deppest feelings,
though he hides nothing from me.
I can't bring myself to tell him he's the love of my life.
I could never tell him that he's my night sky,
even though we were already planning on "forever."
Words like that don't just roll off my tongue...
it takes me forever to talk that way.
Though he means the world to me,
I find it hard to express myself to him.
But I know he'd never judge me,
and that he loves me more than anything.
So I lay across the dimly lit,
flower covered bed
and contemplate how to finally let him in.
