High School Sweetheart

I took a deep breath and submitted,
After four long years I finally admitted,
I want to see him.

I want to see him see me,
That was the key.
Will he look me in the eye?
Or will he walk right past me?

All this time I wanted to give in,
To pick up the phone,
Would he answer when he saw me ringing?

Now that I know he’s back in town,
Should I reach out,
Or would I look like a clown?

Making a move after all these years,
Just to see if a part of his heart still beats for me.

Just to see how I would feel when I looked in his eyes,
Would I melt to the core?
I wouldn’t be surprised.

But maybe this time my heart and my mind will agree,
That there is no place for him inside of me.
That his presence won’t make me feel weak,
And his voice won’t be anymore unique.

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