• An Autumn Fruit Basket

    When I'm with you and I've gotten to thinking,
    I've thought of lots of mistakes made in the past.
    I thought I could be over it, but when it surfaces,
    You're there to help relax, in ways I'd never thought.

    An open ear for notes to flow through
    A gift you're given me, and one I never thought I'd have.
    When I open my arms, I'd gladly welcome you,
    But I only think you'd push away.

    I get confused when a tunnel of feelings over come me.
    What am I to do?
    Oh, I'd like to hold you and ask you all the questions in the world,
    And feel your heart beat against my chest, even if it were nervous thumps.

    I'd gladly reach my hand out to grab yours if it meant escape,
    But something tells me I'm wrong, and I crash down.
    I'd gasp for breath, but each one is painful.
    With my last words, I'd tell you each and every feeling.

    And you remind me of an autumn fruit basket.
    It's outter weave warm and holding.
    The fruit inside, sweet and satisfying.
    A taste that you never want to forget.

    You give me more than you think,
    and I'd personally like to thank you.
    For everything.
    But I'm falling,
    And I gasp