Trembling hands,

unsteady thoughts,

as I walk in this alley alone.

My heart is dripping with an unknown emotion,

so I think and observe the surreal.

I keep my head down low,

avoid the commotion,

and a feeling of missing you is revealed.

I know you're mine,

for I am yours,

but as time goes on,

I'm becoming a little unsure.

You seem to switch back and forth,

but I guess that's just me, I suppose.

The blame is on me,

and once again,

the stress of the choice has arose.