Sorry.
I looked to you for more than friendship.
You weren’t ready.
I looked to you for validation.
You gave it anyway.
I looked to you to for strength.
You steadied my wobbling knees.
It may have been unfair to ask you to give those things.
But you gave anyway.  
And you gave abundantly.
So thank you.

I don't have the strength to ask you.
Everytime I think I have the power to bring it up I fall back.
I am so afraid of all the what if's. Terrified of the answers you could give.
And I just don't have the strength to ask you.  
They have broken me with this before.
Turned me down or made me feel worthless.
So really, I am afraid I will never have the strength to ask you.
"What do you think of me?"

She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.

Time has passed
The wound has begun to heal
No longer tender to touch
The memories of the pain you caused
Are no longer fresh
But the way you made me
Throw my head back and laugh
Now that, I can still feel
That rush
Don’t do it
I warn myself
You know what will happen
Burn.
But I cant keep away from your intoxicating tone
The way you spin your words and make them dance into my ears
You sound like the longest day of summer
Hopeful and bright.
I know better
I know it will burn me
But I can’t keep my eyes from the fire that is you