I stop and think,
And wonder,
About you,
Your life,
How you are.

The humor being,
Chances are,
You never wonder the same.
But for a second,
I'd like to think,
Before you sleep,
You think of me.

A smile spread across my face,
All I want is to just see yours.
Your smile,
Your laugh,
The sound of your voice,
But every night before I sleep,
I think of you,
And I wish,
You think of me as well.

Why do I feel,
Why don't I say,
It's easy to keep locked away.
My little voice,
It wants to shout,
In front of whomever,
Whatevers about.

But still,
I fear.
A whisper,
A thought,
I still wonder,
Do you dream of me,
Or if you don't,
Do you think of me,
Because since we first spoke,
You had me at hello.

No one else can hold my heart,
It was made for you,
Or so I think,
But still I stop,
Pause for a second,
Think and smile,
But then it fades,
As I think you may not care at all.
My stomach,
Is about to fall.

I cannot speak,
I lost my voice.
My diaphragm,
Won't push it out.
All I want,
To scream and shout,
But still I whisper,
No one hears,
Not even my ears.

They struggle to hear,
As everyone else,
The three words,
I have put on a shelf.
Too high to reach,
But still I jump,
Higher and higher,
I need to tell,
But still,
I hide inside my shell.