Turning a salt shaker over and over
As I try to get the courage to say something
But I am not seasoned enough
I wanted a moment alone with her
To let her know that I am worth her time
Though I am no longer sure if I am worth mine

She was something out of a dream I used to have
Where all would come home to care for me
But I am not here to be looked after
I am here to say nothing and pass her by

This scares me more than I can say
The silence is as frightening as the embarrassment
And all I want is to go home
But she still draws me in
Like a flower to her nose
I don’t know if I can pass the smell test
I just sit here quietly

And I wait for an answer that may never come
From me

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