Falling
You’ve got me hanging,
On every word you say.
I just keep praying,
That you feel the same way.
I hope this isn’t a trap,
That would be crap.
You seem different,
But that’s been said before.
I get the butterflies,
All the time.
Just waiting for your number,
To be seen on the screen.
You make me laugh,
And you understand.
You just see,
What hasn’t been seen.
I really want this to be more,
More than you can think.
Can’t you see?
I’m falling.
Can you catch me?
I’m falling for you,
It’s uncharted territory.
I don’t know what to do.
Tell me not to worry,
And that you’re falling, too.
Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2011
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