The things I don't say to you
[and, a lot of the time, the things I do say as well]
drive me crazy.
I wrote out all I wanted to say in a text
and I went to send it to him
[except not really because I'm too shy, I think]
and sent it to someone else instead.
Then I asked him if he thought I was shy.
Really though... If I were able to go back and forth
in the time whatever-it's-called
then I would send what I want to say,
see how it works out,
decide if I approve of the outcome,
then make further decisions based on those steps.
Mankind has to be stuck in some lazy age of nondiscovery...
You know, maybe I am a little bit shy.
"I'll doze off safe and soundly
but I miss your arms around me"