I hate that I never know what to say.
Standing here in silence,
Seemingly silent,
But the words are inside.
I don’t know what to say.
When you look at me that way,
I know what you mean,
Words are not needed.
As I look into your eyes,
I feel what you feel.
If I surrender to this feeling,
Will I be lost?
Or will I be found?
I am scared,
It is all so unknown,
And I don’t know what to say.
K.A.Stryker © 10:30 a.m., June 1, 2001
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