To you

October 1, 2017

There are so many things

I want to say to you,

But when you’re around

I don’t know how to.

The clock is ticking,

And I don’t understand why

I can't just walk up to you

And simply say, “Hi.”

I get so upset,

But never at you.

I get so upset,

that I’m afraid to.

Now I don’t know

What the future will hold,

But someday, I hope,

I’ll find courage to be bold.

Maybe someday,

But someday

Is a long ways away

Maybe someday

Is long after I die

and you hear these words,

long after goodbye.

But, for now,

All I can do is hope

That someday, someday

You know who you are.

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