• I'm yours, are you mine?
    You've got my heart
    I've got your hand
    feels as if i'm waiting in a line
    -
    weighing on the scales
    the outcome is clear
    an uneven type of "like"
    I've much to fear
    -
    And yet hope comes,
    a blinding light
    A kiss upon your cheek,
    and all is well
    once again I'm reassured...
    -
    So naive...
    Such a pitty...
    Such a shame...
    UNCERTAINTY.