Lying so still, caught in this trance,

Mixed signals flash, no steady stance.

A light on orange, can’t decide,

Do I keep close, or turn aside?

Green

To be loved, to feel whole,

To share secrets, heart and soul.

Red

A heart gone cold, walls built tall,

Am I wrong to fear the fall?

Green

If I’m myself, will he see?

What if he doesn’t like the real me?

Red

Letting go, hearts will mend,

Perhaps this halt’s the start, not end.

Sleeping sound, so free and light,

While I search words in dark of night.

Wanting close, then pushing away,

Why must young love feel this way?