The Door

I caught myself daydreaming again...
It seems as if these daydreams never end.
In the car, in class, even when I'm not awake;
I dream of you so sweetly and pray our love isn't fake.
I've had my share of doubts in the past, and even now, they're there-
Hidden below, deep in my heart, though. I often forget where.

True love has never presented itself to me before.
I've heard about it and read about it, but I have yet to walk through that door.
But now here I stand, with the door wide open, and you on the other side.
I'm confused, excited, anxious, and scared. But I'll let my heart be my guide.

My heart is screaming loudly to share with you my love, my all.
It assures me that I can trust you and that you'll never let me fall.
So as I sit here daydreaming, wondering what to do...
I'll trust in God and listen to my heart; and walk through that door to you.
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