Its stupid that I am nervous

Now I have finally found a purpose

Even though its stupid and premature

And I act rather immature.

It's not only that I can barely talk

Or I get shy and stumble when I walk.

But it's stupid you made me smile

For what feels like the first time in a while,

Though time is running out,

In all honesty I have a lot of doubt

But I will grab hold of any happiness I can get

Rather than live a life of regret.

I am going to take every single smile

Bottle that happiness and run a mile

I will try and be your friend and see if you agree

Even if this thing in my head is just me.

So in this final month of may

I will act like me and see what you say.

It's silly, it was like the world collapsed,

If I am honest actually relapsed,

But you where there with light harted fun

Maybe you can be my motivation to get my work done

On the worst days I will imagine your face

and maybe a warm embrace

things are to weird I suppose for it to ever be more

Just knowing you is a joy. What more could I ask for?