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.