I need to talk to him
Really I do
This I know
But every time I see him
My voice just seems to go
My mind drains of all thought
Of all worry too
Just talk that is what I ought to do
But I look at him and lose everything
Voice, thoughts, and feelings
His smile just sucks them all away
Sometimes I wish I were blind so I wouldn’t see his eyes
But then, he is what keeps me going
His smile does me good
What sucks is not knowing
Not knowing if I could
I just need to talk.
