I'm scared to dream.
I'm scared to hope.
I'm scared to look at you in the eyes,
afraid to see that you don't love me anymore.
So afraid to see that I wish not to see.
So willing to put myself out there,
but I'm scared that you will not see me.
Are you thinking what I wish you were thinking?
About all the times we spent together,
about all the times we said, "I love you."
I have to dream,
I have to hope,
I have to look you in the eyes,
so I can see what I want to see.
Hold me,
kiss me,
and hug me.
Just let me know
what you are thinking
so I can stop wishing that you were thinking
of me.
Author notes
.. Yeah.. I do miss him quite a bit.
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