Ive loved you from the day we met
but that secret is today still kept
to me you are undescribable youre like no other
your the only girl for me second only to my mother

when i first lay eyes on you i was filled with pain
as i knew you were a treasure i would never gain
i was filled with sorrow and i never felt the same
i should have spoken my mind told you what was messing with my brain

i put it off i held those feelings for thirteen years
during that time we could have been loving dears
but procrastination got the better of me
and now only a fleeting vision of you i see

i sometimes wonder if things would have turned out better
if i had just approached you or even wrote a love letter
but t seems its meant for me its just my fate
DAMN!!
why the hell did i procrastinate?