This is me

That was me.
That was me waiting.
That was me hoping.

That was me jumping.

And this is me falling.

This is me going.
This is me trying to be brave.
This is me trying to be bold.

Because it is you I want to hold.

This is me scared.
This is me with my senses impaired.
This is me with a little hope.

This is me trying to hold you.
This is me trying to kiss you.
This is me missing you.

This is me trying.
This is me chasing you.
This is me not letting you get away.

What I'm trying to say is; this is me.
And do you like what you see?
And is it possible that you like me?