Dusk

As dusk cover the sky of blue
Here I sit thinking of you,
You don’t make a sound,
Or make yourself felt;
I am empty
For I want you here with me

As I think of what to say
I am trampled by the fear of rejection,
I don’t know what to do,
Or how to react;
For being with you,
Is a dream come true?

What should I say or do,
To make me be with you,
I am now in shambles,
As I sit here,
Under the dusk covered sky thinking,
What’s up with you.