(This isn't my usual, and I apologize for that, but I thought I should post it anyhow as it'll help keep my stories in order. Even if I'm out of whack right now, too out of whack to produce pieces with the same level of honesty as usual. I suppose I need to keep some feeling confidential, but you all understand, no?)

It's You That I Adore

I’m sorry

Maybe I’m just not practiced.

I’m so sorry

You’re the first that I have felt,

And I’m sorry,

You’re the one that I love,

‘Cause its just messing,

Everything up.

God,

I wish it wasn’t like this,

Where I don’t know how to hold you,

Or when its time to kiss,

And I wish,

You could be understanding,

That you stayed

For a bit more.

At least till I learned to show you,

That it’s you that I adore.

Every time you would give me a hug,

I’d freeze up and freak like I’d never,

Ever seen it done before.

Whenever we’d kiss,

Everything felt so surreal,

I’d question every action I took,

Every touch of our lips.

Now that your gone,

I beat myself with every moment,

Knowing its me.

It’s all me,

And now we can’t even be friends.

Oh God,

Why is it like this,

Where I don’t know how to hold you,

Or when its time to kiss.

I wish,

You could be more understanding,

‘Cause if you stayed,

For just a while longer,

I’d learn to show,

It’s you that I adore.