'Clair de Lune'

Spending time talking to you

Exiting cowardice to introduce something less blue

It feels as if we can talk forever

Nothingness is something that wouldn't dare fester

Here while existing with you

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This is something new for me

You're something new for me

Everyone else was of a different breed

Careless, needy, egotistical, tempting

While you are practical, careful, soft spoken, uplifting

I could tell you anything, and you wouldn't bash me

You could tell me anything, and it would make you more dashing

This feeling growing inside me

Will it be all for nothing?

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This is scary

I'm paranoid in feeling

Is this something I should be hiding?

Have I said too much to you beside me?

Should I erase myself for you to find me?

Never have I been walking so blindly

Top-toeing on rose petals placed so thoughtfully

Dare I look back to see if you're following

Patience is a virtue, but terribly so

If I wait much longer will this ever grow?