Yes or No?

PIRGIR • 91 followers

Now, I don't know how to tell you this
It's really quite hard
But I want to tell you I like you
That for you I'd let down my guard

So I want to ask you a question
And I don't know what you'll do
I trust that you won't laugh
But do you like me too?

It's okay if you say you don't
But I just want you to know
That I'd be glad if you say yes
Because then maybe out we can go

So what do you think about me
Be truthful, at least don't lie very far
Do you think I'm perfect?
Cuz I think you are

#confession #general #poetry #romantic-tension #unrequited-love #vulnerability

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