Chances Are
by : Fad

How would I know
If a person is really meant for me?
What should I do
To determine whether it is true?

What stories would I tell
To start a conversation with her
And eventually confess to her
The emotions building up inside of me?

Will the signs
Be clear enough for one to actually see them,
Not so unlike with walking in the dark
Knowing not what you might stepped upon

And what should I do
If I mistakenly took things all quite wrong
When she only meant to have me
Nothing more than just a friend

Should I cry in the middle of the night
Weeping like an abandoned infant
And in spite of the sweetness of the day
Looking at the sky but staring aimlessly

Will everybody perceive me as a fool
For stupidly taking her actions into words?
Words that I long to hear in her lips,
Words that would feed my heart with the pleasure of being loved

Should I take the chance
And bear all the consequences of my idiocy
Or should I just dream of it
Wishing that in my dreams, it might just truly happen?

Whom should I listen to,
The voice that dictates my mind and thoughts
Or the silence I hear
When my heart stops beating whenever she’s near

This is truly, totally unfair
When she is living her life the way she wants
Oblivious to my anguish and upheaval
And here I am, suffering from this uncertainty

Should I or should I not?
Will she have me or not?
With all this thinking,
I sink deeper into the abyss of obscurity

If only things will agree with me,
Chances are…
I might just have her.