Nerve
Why can't I get the nerve to ask her
Is it because of the chance,
That my hopes and dreams
Can be lost within just a moment.
Or is it that she has me so drawn
To her that i can't even place
Such simple words together.
Or Am I so afraid
Of what I think she might say
It's this felling of not knowing
That is digging at me
Every time I think of her.
Just give me the nerve
To tell her
To tell her what I'm feeling
How every time she smiles
It makes my day.
Each day I see her
I forgot my troubles
And start to feel
What it actually means
To be in love.
Copyright © John Schrody | Year Posted 2014
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