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Afraid
What to do, what to do?
Should I be brave and tell you?
Should I make some excuse and run away?
Am I in a position to be asking for the time of day?
You stare at me with those big brown eyes
And I can’t help but feel anything but surprised
I’m surprised that you noticed me, as tall as I am
And I’m surprised that you don’t look away from me whenever you can
Oh, how I wish you could see my true feelings
How much I want to hug you and never let you go
But I’m much too shy, I’m afraid I’ll hurt
So I’ll disguise my love as mere kindness
If you only knew how much I think about you
Or how I spend every second picturing your face
Because I’m afraid I’ll forget, I’ll forget how looked,
How your eyes soften when you smile, and most of all
How your face looks like it was touched by an angel
Some people would say that I’m silly
For thinking so much about you
That I’m a fool for loving something that has no certainty
Maybe I am, maybe all the time I spend
Thinking about a possible us is a waste
But how can I stop, how can I stop when I’ve done so much
My journal is filled with doodles of your name
My thoughts are about what I want to say to you tomorrow
The words you’ve said to me fill my memory
And worst of all, my heart only thinks of you when I’m asleep
I’m afraid to confess, I’m afraid to tell you how I feel
I’m afraid you’ll laugh at my face and tell me to get real
For now I’ll stay quiet, for now I’ll just remain you’re acquaintance
Until I’m brave enough to say “I Like You”
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