She started chipping away with her eyes. It was no surprise, I started crumbling
It could be something deep inside, similar to the time it died, I knew she was something
Prediction from the past, I'd be in trouble from the last, but this one doesn't feel the same
This times sorrows gunna loose, she's got a pocket full of choose, and she knows my name
I'm scared, I'm not scared
Kiss me on the lips say nothin at all
I'm scared, I'm not scared
Push me off the edge I'm ready to fall
The road is long, but she is strong, I probably will never comprehend
Her beauty inside, reflects the one outside, only one matters in the end
Growing old, are stories told, But she is young now
A peek in her past, is as long as it lasts, for few she will allow
I'm scared, I'm not scared
Hold my hand and walk with me
I'm scared, I'm not scared
Listen to my eyes, see what they see
Scared, I'm not scared
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Scared I'm not Scared
Posted by Life_Of_Vanity at 7:49 PM
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4 comments:
Have you asked her out yet? If not, what are you waiting for?
Haha I'd like to know who this is first before I answer that.
We don't actually know each other which is why it took me so long to respond, I couldnt remember how I got to this page. I happened to stumble across it before and read this post and it reminded me of myself. You don't need to answer my questions, I just don't want anyone to make the same mistakes I made. I fell in love with a good friend of mine but I was to scared that she didn' feel the same for me, or that I would wreck our friendship and lose that connection to her. To find out so much later that she did have feeling for me is torture. To go every day wondering what could have been if I had just had the balls to tell her how I really felt is something that I don't ever want someone else to feel. So have courage, and don't be afraid. By the way, you are a very talented writer.
I want to thank you sincerely. I thought that it was someone that I knew that posted the comment that is why I answered like that. I haven't told anyone who this is about or when it was written so I am going to choose to be slightly vague. I will tell you this, I too have been silent when I should have been bold. It is a mistake that I do not ever wish to make again, I hope you have been able to move past the wound of "what if".
Thank you for reading what I have written, although anonymous you mean a lot to me.
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