I don't know why you are so ashamed
ashamed of me
and hearing my name
i don't know why you hold it in
it should be considered a deadly sin
deadly, only because it kills me inside
and don't get me started on what it does to my pride
I've never felt the way i do about you
and i never imagined i would have to work this hard
to make my dreams come true
i know I'm in love
this is true
I've known you forever and still get butterflies around you
so my poem is ending
with truth
yet dispare
as i watch my dreams vanish
like *that* through thin air.
