The Moment
I've been waiting for the right moment to
tell you this, and now is not the right moment.
The way you make me feel when
your around is hard to explain.
Every moment I try to talk to you,
my lips move but nothing comes out.
There was one time everything I wanted to say came out;
you heard every word and even answered me back.
Unfortunately, when I was done and you were going to
give me your reaction, you were interrupted by me waking up.
Hopefully, one day I'll tell you when I'm in my conscious state
and your reaction won't be interrupted by my awakening.
But until that day comes, now is not the right moment.
Copyright © Cristopher Sardina | Year Posted 2007
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