If you knew how you were going to die <br />what would you change <br />nothing, you say? <br />Because you would die anyways? <br />Well maybe something <br />Maybe tell that girl <br />You really liked her <br />maybe explain to her <br />why you are the way you are <br />maybe tell her your not the one for her <br />but you and her have this moment <br />a moment that should <br />until time says its time <br /> <br />Maybe tell her you love her <br />You are not scared to fall in love with her <br />and you are not scared of her love <br />maybe tell her you wrote about her <br />maybe help her understand you went slow <br />because you were scared for her feelings <br />as well as your, well maybe not yours <br />maybe tell her your dont need her <br />or anyone in your life <br />to depend on <br />or cry on <br />but whenever you wanted to talk <br />you wanted to talk to her <br /> <br /> <br />Maybe tell her she was right <br />naw that would be going to far <br />maybe let her know you made a connection <br />with someone you never made before <br />and you would understand <br />if they wasnt patient enough <br />to deal with a rookie <br />A rookie that would rather write <br />than call at midnite and leave a message <br />because that is not his style <br /> <br />Maybe tell her you worked so hard <br />so hard to get her <br />that you didnt realize <br />you got her <br />maybe you lost her again <br />maybe she found another <br />maybe you scared she might be <br />the one, that got away <br />maybe when she hears this <br />she would blush <br />dont blink, nevermind you missed it<br /><br />Rambo III<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-38/
