I wrote a poem or two,
Nothing too flashy.
I was wiggling my shoe
When something tickled my fancy

I'd stumbled upon a page
That made my head spin
Few fueled by rage
And most made me grin

Like there was a secret
One that came out in each piece
As if writing would weaken
The barrier of your heart and release

A truth so wonderful and bold.
So I followed and logged that day

When I returned a day or two after
I was shocked and crazed
I was filled with laughter
A single message left me dazed

I scrambled, my mind thinking
While silencing Jimney  
My friend started winking
My reasons flimsy

That's how it started
So long ago
I've changed
I've grown
Somehow I know
I should not be
Here
Waiting for you
Waiting for something more
Something like a fairytale
Where we meet years after
In a little cafe
Where we are past this teenage stupity
And we finally understand what love
Means
But for now I'm left waiting
Because I'd hate myself
To leave someone like you
I'd hate me for never having the guts
To be left waiting