i'm not sure how to say it,
but here i go.
in a way your like an older brother,
standing up for me,
concerned, supportive,
but i can't get rid of this feeling,
as if it's supposed to be something more than that,
when i'm with you,
my worries go away,
when seperate,
they come back.
it doesn't help that i'm shy,
you could say,
i stay in my shell,
and it only takes a few people,
including you,
to make me come out of hiding.
(c) Selina Gurgacz 2009
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