I Think...

It has been so little time since I've met you.

I don't understand why your still constantly on my mind.

It is hard to walk off from you without saying, "Goodbye".

I think I like you more than a friend,

But it's hard to describe what I'm feeling inside.

My fear of loving someone prevents me from telling you what I want to say.

You can blame my parent's actions and their ways.

I wish you could know what I feel, but you can't due to my phobia.

I guess that I'll just be here thinking to myself,

Of the thought of you in my mind.