Contemplating the Blind Date
I think this is perfection, the feelings I've grown to know,
But if they are not, please, someone tell me so.
The words are all just what I need to hear,
They give me joy and cause no fear.
If I should step across this line
Will I be safe, will I be fine?
It's to a point that I don't care
It feels so good I can't despair.
If I worry anymore
I'm sure I'll end up on the floor.
I'm tired of sadness, grief and toil.
My head and heart start to boil.
I need this break just to get by
I am going take a chance with this guy.
Please let it be real and let it be true
But if it ends as a friendship, I'm happy too.
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