So what is it I’m feeling now
With my skin aglow and heart aflutter
I’ve never felt quite like this, about someone
who wasn’t created by a writer
This is a new experience
One I’m scared to embrace
Change can have two outcomes
I don’t want to end up a charity case
I think I’d rather stick to my poems
Than chance a broken heart
Words have been enough thus far
Why should I break us apart?
I’m terrified of becoming
One of those ditsy, boy-crazed babes
But I find my world is different
Taken over by a brand new shade
Maybe I’ll take the risk then
What harm could it really do?
Who knows, if I’m lucky
Maybe he’ll like poems too
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 11:07 PM UTC
So what is it I’m feeling now
With my skin aglow and heart aflutter
I’ve never felt quite like this, about someone
who wasn’t created by a writer
This is a new experience
One I’m scared to embrace
Change can have two outcomes
I don’t want to end up a charity case
I think I’d rather stick to my poems
Than chance a broken heart
Words have been enough thus far
Why should I break us apart?
I’m terrified of becoming
One of those ditsy, boy-crazed babes
But I find my world is different
Taken over by a brand new shade
Maybe I’ll take the risk then
What harm could it really do?
Who knows, if I’m lucky
Maybe he’ll like poems too
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