Plucky

It was high school when it all started,
You and I were both scared,
Scared of teachers,
Scared of strangers,
Or perhaps scared of lovers.

We were twelve when we saw each other,
As if, we were meant for each other,
As young as that, we knew each other,
Or maybe love each other.

I did'nt expect this kind of feeling,
To be loved, cared and understand,
My world have been glooming,
Since I noticed this surprising feeling.

I was scared and anxious,
Hiding, ignoring and pretending,
And just let the feeling pass by,
For I thought it would be better,
But it was my heart that was battered

Now that I'm grown up and matured,
How I wish I'd taken the risk,
For every time I reminisced,
There will be no regrets and hoping
And telling myself "how I wish..."