So many things in common, yet could it really be,
that I was made for you and you were made for me?
Or is it simply irony,
our chemistry;
Or a figment of our minds…so sublime?
***
We see things differently, yet you take the time to understand.
Is that the characteristic of someone who deserves to hold my hand?
***
Love is like inching around a dark corner in the middle of the night,
in response to a sound evading something that ‘just ain’t right.’
***
Unfortunately, uncertainty won’t reveal a “yes” or “no,” only time can do that.
Falling for you could present pleasure or it could be one of those times when curiosity kills the cat.
***
In limbo with running far away or staying and holding you tight,
my mind is forever in motion, as fear takes its flight.
***
Am I willing to devote the time to seeing what you’re all about?
Or instead of doting on each of our moments together, will I spend them plagued with doubt?
***
So many questions and fears, yet could it really be,
that the purpose of your existence is to simply set me free?
Or is this uncertainty merely a way for me,
to control the variables of time and destiny?
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