You Shouldn't

This shouldn’t bother me but it does,

I think about it daily, it consumes me.

I should take the quick way home but I don’t.

I should tell you how I feel but I won’t,

I can’t speak my mind, well… Because of it.

My hands still shakes when I think of it—

Heart beats out of my chest until I feel weak.

My smile disappears and all the jokes cease.

In this moment I’m not ridiculous, I’m serious.

I don’t stammer but words are plain and few,

It shouldn’t bother me but it does,

I think about it daily, for better or worst.

       DannYetman

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