Out On a Limb
If I told you how long I’ve liked you, what would you say?
Would we still be friends?
I could go out on a limb,
and see if you saw me as more than a friend,
but what if you didn’t?
What if finding out scared you away?
Could I handle rejection along with your loss?
Then again, what if by some grace of God,
you felt the same, but were always too timid to admit?
I can let this feeling pass away,
but I know from history that it will comeback another day,
Maybe not tomorrow, but it will be back,
it’s a feeling I never seem to truly kill,
and until I find out the truth, I don’t think I ever truly will
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