Possibly
when i saw you, standing over there, with your flannel shirt, blue jeans and shaggy hair, i thought about, what it would look like to see you smile. i thought about how you could be with me.
days go on and all i have done is say my name. even though i know, i could just go but all i want is to stay, next...to you...
months have passed and now at last you see me as i am.we sit in class and all we do is laugh at each other as time goes on.
we grew closer.
things get rough like they always do but this time it didn't end. we had our disagreements we had our fights.but we came over it all.
now i want to show you how it makes me feel when you are around.
you make me laugh make me cry, make me mad beyond all means.
make me happy
make me angry
when you touch me i can not breath,
you're the one, you're the guy everybody wants to see.
and when you hold me close,
when you hold me tight it makes me believe that,
possibly you'll stay,
maybe you wont go,
yes i will love you,
and no i wont let you go...
and the truth, be told, i am scared.
possibly you'll love me, as much as i love you,
maybe if i walk you will walk with me too.
and yes i made some promises that i intend to keep, and hopefully you read this and think,
possibly...
maybe.....
no....
yes...
Copyright © Carson Jones | Year Posted 2015
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