That feeling you get
When he's right by your side
You want to say something
But just thinking about him close
Makes your stomach tie up in knots
Now you can't speak
And your going breathless
Your wishing he'll say something
But when he does
You reply
And it goes silence again
Your trying to think of something
But you criticize every thought you get
Every idea, topic, sentence, remark
Isn't good enough
Isn't perfect enough
For his ears
Now your stumbling on words
And he's getting confused
And your hearts breaking slightly
Because you can't seem to get it right
So you go on, letting the silence do the talking
Thinking, hoping to get it right next time
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