Loving You
Is It True?
I see you when you look at me, I see it in your stare. All the hours of silence between us, it's as if something still lingers there. Nervous and intimidated, as this story from my lips is told. Each and every time I feel you near, more so now than ever before. Sheepish and yet anxious, just to look up and see you there. I keep my mouth shut tight, not to say anything you don't want to hear. You had wanted and had cherish...