Lost Friend, Lost Brevity

WARNING: CORNY AHEAD

I came upon a good old friend this week,
It was like a breath of fresh air.

There was an opportunity once
for us both to show we care.

In my fear and trepidation I thought that I must run
but my friend never really left my mind like I thought that my friend had done.

Maybe this is like a second chance
but what if I can’t change.

What if my thoughts and my reactions
I cannot rearrange.

I fear rejection more than most things in this world,
inside I am basically still like one very lost little girl.

The smile that this week brought back could be mine forever to hold,
if I could just put aside the fear and make myself more bold.