I feel like a fool when I'm near you,
I want to hold you.
I love you,
And no one knows but me.

As soft as the gentle rain falls,
Is how much I've fallen for you.
Gentle it may seem to be,
But with force and vigor it truly is.
You have stolen me completely,
And I am forever your gentle rain.

If I walked the world with my head held high,
Would I see the horrors of the world?
Will I see the light through rose tinted glasses,
Could I fall for her and not get hurt?
Is the grass always greener,
Is there always a silver lining to the darkest cloud?
Or am I just dreaming about things that can only be found,
Somewhere over the rainbow.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray into my head she doesn't creep.
Into my thoughts she must not follow,
If she finds my heart she'll find it hollow.
I want her too much,
She makes my heart flutter and such.
But she's wants another,
So I shall not bother.
Into my dreams I will escape,
A frown on my face will only be draped.

It was a cool summer day,
In a land far far away.
Oh to go back to that day,
Would be very risque.
And yet,
Somehow.
It would be amazing,
To go back to that day,
That was so far far away.

Some times when you want to write,
You fight for inspiration.
And yet,
When you don't want to write,
Inspiration smacks you right in the face.
I have just been smacked in the face,
And all I can come up with is this.

She looks through me,
Like cellophane.
In her world,
I don't exist.
But she,
She is my whole being,
My universe.
If I could help her see,
Maybe,
Just maybe.
Only that chance will never come,
And if it did I wouldn't take it.
To drag her down with me,
Is not what is meant to happen.
She is meant to fly,
But I,
I am meant to walk.