A Confession of Love

I have a confession to say. And I really want to do it my way.

The day when I first met you, was a little earlier than what you remember.

I secretly looked at you from the side, well, you can say I was sort of a stalker.

You wouldn’t really know, because I couldn’t really show…

Will my frustrating heart feel relieved?

If I were to be honest and tell you everything that I believe?

What if things get awkward?

Would you be the first one to step backward?

What’s the matter with me?

Even if I endlessly practice. I can’t help it, my heart is still trembling, can’t you see?

What do I have to do?

I keep getting scared like Scooby Doo.

If I have to confess, I should do it quickly without a mess.

This minute, this second of this moment

Feels longer than my yesterday’s event.

Don’t just smile but say something…

Please don’t keep me waiting…

I really like you silly.

I’m saying this with courage and modesty

So please answer me, honestly.

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