Mood:  not sure

The tears well up. Blink to hold them back. What do I do? What can I do? Nothing!!

Its inevitable and I feel it. I want for things to be different.

Could they ever really be? Or am I holding onto a dream that may never come.

I wait ... Wait to see what happens. Wait for the hurt to stop.

I can feel it when we touch. The butterflies are still there.

Do you know what you do to me? Could you understand how I feel?

Yes, someday when the pain stops. The tears still linger and I breath in to calm them.

I want keep telling you its ok. I want to hold you and never let go.

How did I end up like this? How could I let myself go like this?

I was so guarded at one point. So ready to hold on to myself.

Now all I want is to hold on to you. In your arms, holding you, kissing you.

Oh to be at that happy point again. Where nothing could touch me.

But I am here. This is where Ill be.

Waiting, Wishing, Hoping.