Literature
Confess
It's always so hard
To look back on those days
When I loved you so much
Yet you avoided my gaze.
I was as sure of my love
As I was of your smile
How it brightened my day
And made me love you more all the while
Oh, those countless nights I wept
When I thought I lost you for good,
All those secrets I kept
I know now that I never should
Even though you tell me
You held your own tongue
I just need a chance to see
Just what could have begun?
And as I sit on my bed
Dreaming of those memories lost
I ask in my head,
When I choose, what's the cost?
My heart you entice
With confessions and lies
The cost, the huge price -
My heart