Scared

I have trouble putting down into words,
The way I wanted things to go.
We met; I liked you, but I got scared.

I sent you my poems and told you my thoughts.
I was in the running for a while.
I saw you; I was attracted, but I got scared.

Do you remember the day,
When we first talked on the phone?
I heard your voice; I liked it, but I got scared.

I was sure you were someone special.
I pictured us together.
I liked you; I wanted you, but I got scared.

Originally written on 10/11/2004