To: AER

I'm no stranger to matters of the heart
More familiar to reason, but sometimes I depart
To the realm of emotion, operate on a notion
But careful of the slippery slope and erosion
That comes with careless climbing and tread
Maybe I have no chance, maybe it's all in my head
Replaying every word that she said
And sorting between the ones I wanna hear from those that fill me with dread
I know I'm taking a chance in just asking her to dance
I know I'm not her ideal man to share romance
Adamant in her stance, at least that's my perception
Feel like a long lost king, no warm reception
But yet I'm confident, that with every compliment
I give to her she'll slowly become cogniscant
Of the fact that I'm the one who'll sit and listen
Among other things - and if not then she's the one that's missing...

Out