As he speaks my heart melts,
but I don’t let it show.
My feeling is love for him.
As he sings it brings me back
to the first time I heard him.
My feeling is sadness for where we are now.
As I imagine holding his hand,
he says my name bringing me back to reality. My feeling is happiness
because he still uses my nickname.
As we talk it feels like before...
but then he says goodbye and my feeling
are crushed. Why must good things
come to an end?
He is my world but he doesn’t understand.
But I don’t understand either... not with all
these feelings...