Your silence concerns me.
We might be fading out before this even starts.

I feel as though it's a day dream gone too far.
Because in my eyes you seem like you should be mine.

But I don't know what tomorrow holds.
I'm just hoping I get to hold you soon.

Our fear has a tight grip on you and I.
While risk tries to pull us forward from it all.

But we are torn.
Between old and new feelings.

Too scared to make the first move.
Too scared to not make a move at all.