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I'm not the best at goodbye's.
I'm sitting here trying not to cry.
This is just a simple way to say.
I wish you weren't going away.
I can't admit how I feel.
I'm too afraid this isn't real.
There are so many things I want to tell you.
But the second I say it out loud will make it true.
I can't tell you how I feel when you kiss me.
How it ties me down but sets me free.
I can't tell you about the fluttering inside.
Or how I think about you a lot of the time.
How I wish you could understand.
But I guess I've done all that I can.
I just wish you could open your eyes.
Or how I wish I could put down my pride.
So I'll keep it all to myself.
An un-read book upon the shelf.
Because the second I say it out loud will make it true.
I can't tell you how much I love you.