Bloom

Is this for real
What I seem to feel?
What is this feeling
I seem to be feeling?

Why did he have to say those things about me?
Why did he have to be so understanding?

Why can't he just hate me?
Why?
Why can't he just be
Like every other guy?

Now,
Now I can't stop thinking about things,
Things that just started to bloom.
Now,
Now everything's starting to gain color,
Color that was never there before.

Will it go back to the way things used to be?
Or will something happen that is worth happening?

Is it worth
The mess that I was in before?
Will this lead to
Something I'm not ready for?

Now I can't seem to shake him out of my mind,
He seemed to be the only one to read between the lines.

What if I'm not ready
Now?
Will my heart be exposed
To just be tossed around?

Now,
Now I can't stop thinking about things,
Things that just started to bloom.
Now,
Now everything's starting to gain color,
Color that was never there before.

Too many questions.
Will there ever be an answer?
So much left to say.
What will become of us after?

Why am I
Hesitating?

Now,
Now I can't stop thinking about things,
Things that just started to bloom.
Now,
Now everything's starting to gain color,
Color that was never there before.