my hope is a rock
it drops into my sea of indecision
and sullenly sinks
to the depths of my heart
I just want to kiss her
is it such a terrible thing?
in the instant I debate, hoping this time it will float
I argue both sides
yet I'm losing
it descends, joining the others
I've lost my chance
it will present itself again
and again I'll watch the stone plink into the water
and make my heart heavier still
maybe someday she'll help me lighten the load
stone by stone, second by second
the water level receding as the stones are removed
and my living in the past ceases
as I regain the carefree spirit I've been missing for so long