I'm scared of this moment
it's why I cannot speak
instead i'll write ut down,
a secret it will keep.
I know that nought can happen
while it stays inside
but the glimmer of silent hope
hurts less than broken pride.
Maybe oneday I'll tell you all of this,
some big romantic gesture
to win me back your kiss.
And maybe, in time
you'll stay with me a while
hold my hand and stand by
through the sadness and the smile
To spend my days
by your side
is all that i desire
your ice blue eyes and golden hair
to help me keep my fire.
Ricky Glew
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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