The Anticipation |
| by Scott Marchand |
The man sits at a small cafe
Breathing heavy, heart beating strong
Thinking of just what he should say
Wondering what exactly could go wrong
He loves this woman, he knows that well
Whether she feels the same for him,
or if these words will serve to repel,
is the reason he's gone on this limb
She'll walk in, and the heads will turn
She'll give him a kiss, and take her seat
His stomach is making an audible churn
Life without her is incomplete
He tells her, things won't be the same
Their lives have just been set aflame
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