Hands and arms trembling,
Fear in my eyes...
What will he say?
I was sure he could tell;
Tell that I was scared,
Maybe not ready to tell him yet.
I was leaving soon anyway.
Leaving high school, the city I was raised in.
Leaving him.
Would he take me in his arms,
Tell me he feels the same way?
Tell me that it's just a crush?
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
Hands and arms trembling,
Fear in my eyes...
What will he say?
I was sure he could tell;
Tell that I was scared,
Maybe not ready to tell him yet.
I was leaving soon anyway.
Leaving high school, the city I was raised in.
Leaving him.
Would he take me in his arms,
Tell me he feels the same way?
Tell me that it's just a crush?
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