February Fleeting.

I feel like dancing in the moonlight with you tonight.
Bathed by the starlight, you and I.
Take off my mask. Break the walls that shun us apart.
Is it possible to put down my fears, just for the night?
And come sunrise, I hope we’d still be dancing and singing and…

I’m too scared to tell you that I’m too scared to let you in.
I guess I’m still unprepared, unwary of this thing that haunts me.
Deadened and insincere, I sought to grasp your hand, only to fail once more.

I can never discount you from my thoughts.
But ignorance is the next best thing I could think of.
Your smile is contagious as our laughs fill the air.
For all I’m worth, I’d still rather be with you.
Someday.