44.

It's a hard thing to do

To write right now about you,

The words are stuck in my head  -

I want to say them aloud instead

There are many things to say

Like how I crave for you to stay,

But sometimes I fear too much -

So I end up only dreaming of your touch

But is there even a tiny chance

For you and me to slowly dance?

Or is it scenarios in my messy head -

Should I leave you behind instead?

I don't know what's right or wrong

I don't even know where I belong,

But I do know one only thing -

You are my homecoming, my everything.