A Lover Lost in Reverie
A reflector in love, a dangerous thrill,
Exhausting yet exciting, a heart never still.
Indecision lingers—what to wear, what to say,
How to react or choose a side—how to sway.
Afraid of the hurt, afraid of the fall,
They ponder each word, each action, each call.
A shift in your tone, a glance or a frown,
Their mind spins in circles, never slowing down.
Their best and their worst are woven so tight.
They love with a depth that could outshine the night.
So thoughtful, so caring, they’ll cherish your soul,
But their fears will haunt them, take their quiet toll.
They’re scared of the damage their thoughts might create,
Of saying too much or too...
Exhausting yet exciting, a heart never still.
Indecision lingers—what to wear, what to say,
How to react or choose a side—how to sway.
Afraid of the hurt, afraid of the fall,
They ponder each word, each action, each call.
A shift in your tone, a glance or a frown,
Their mind spins in circles, never slowing down.
Their best and their worst are woven so tight.
They love with a depth that could outshine the night.
So thoughtful, so caring, they’ll cherish your soul,
But their fears will haunt them, take their quiet toll.
They’re scared of the damage their thoughts might create,
Of saying too much or too...