Saturday, December 6, 2008
I get apprehensive.
Will you like me as much as I like me?
That is the question.
Which really isn't asking much.
Will I give you a reason to stay?
Is there anyway to enhance my odds?
I want to say I will do anything,
But I won't.
I will continue to bite my nails.
Hoping I am good enough.
For you and me.