Here I sit outside your door....talk to me...

Here I am waiting....just waiting...anticipating a chance to talk to you...I sit here for hours...I'd even risk sitting through a rain shower...for just a glance...a chance to talk to you...call me crazy but I just wanna get to know you. If I didn't say it before, I'll say it again...you're my dream...and I just want you to talk to me....

At times you keep me at a very confused state. At times I thiing everything is on the up and up and then the next I'm not quite sure. I don't know if this is a method to your madness via of keepin me on my toes, keepin me interested, keeping me in suspense, keeping my taste for you, or keeping me from getting comfortable....well regardless of what it is...iI can't stand to admit....it's keeping me...

I can't stand the fact that mistakes that happened in the past hinders my chances of getting closer to you; I have to do the time for the crime previous cats committed and I'm totally innocent. I can feel that to a degree; you're just being more cautious and that's cool...but at the same time you're no fool and your discernment can call whose right and whose wrong. Wow, this is the longest I've ever waited, the longest I've ever anticipated, the longest I've ever held tight to such a dream. Any other time I'd say F it and do whatever it is I do when I'm not thinking about you but yet I'm still here...still waiting...just waiting...anticiapting a chance to talk to you...