You don't see how perfect you are
How your staring effects me
How when I am in your arms
I can't help
But want to stay there
I can't tell you how I feel
So I put it in poems like this
I want to hold your hand
But sometimes you don't hold back
I want to talk to you
But next to you
I feel not good enough
I want to hold your hand every two seconds
But I feel like it is too much
Like it might push you away
I want to tell you so much
But something is holding me back
And it is just me