Sign's

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He keeps giving me sign's,

signs I do not know.

I try to sign back,

but I'm a little slow.

I can't understand those mixed emotions,

flowing inside of me.

It's making me crazy,

as you can see.

It's hard to explain,

so unusual.

That he could possibly love me,

it's not sensible.

I walk along this Earth,

all alone.

Until I saw you,

my cover was blown.

It was impossible for me,

not to smile around him.

For I feel an odd connection,

like I'm hanging from a limb.

I am weightless,

not at all myself.

all because he looked at me,

I wish I could put him on a shelf.

And look at him,

and love him completely.

What a fool I am,

He would never love me properly.

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