Truth Be Told
Truth be told
I'm not so bold
The cool breeze
Wobbly knees
When alone with you
I thought you knew
How you make me feel
I get sick, I get ill
But in the best possible way
Everything you say
Makes me fall and stumble
When I speak I mumble
I can't look directly at your eyes
I can't stand saying good byes
I think I might be in love
Feels like flying high above
May it last forever
May it never surrender
For if it does
Somehow just because,
I'd die inside
Feelings would collide
I'd be an empty shell
I'd live in a personal hell
So please just stick around
By your spell I am bound
Just stay with me
Keep me free
And to whom it may concern
The love I'll return
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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