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I’m not good with instruments so here lies the chords I cannot play.
I’m sort of a scatter brain so here lies the thoughts that have gone astray.
Being quite shy and fearing rejection here lies the feelings that were tucked away.
Most of all lacking in social skills here are the words I cannot say.
I like you, like how helga liked arnold minus the obsession.
Adding to my fear I held my feelings in a deep opression.
I didnt like the feelings because they left me with no sense but holding them just made them bloom with efflorescence
Your voice sends shivers, But I hold no fear.
With a soul so cultured its makes me ask where have you been this past year.