Another poem, except its actually dedicated to someone

-- Dare i even ask the statement, stay?--

Dare i even ask the statement, stay?

It feels so sacred to ask, but would you stay with me?

I feel the heat creep up on my cheeks when the tears roll down my face, i stand infront of you and i asked the question; ''Stay?"

I never said it aloud but i feel like i did.

I feel like somewhere in the linings of our conversations i asked you, and you agreed.

I feel like somehow ive found the friend i needed.

Dare i even ask the statement, stay?

It feels unreal asking it, but will you stay with me?

My head is dizzy, spinning but i still asked the question; ''Stay?'' anyway.

I never got the chance to say it aloud, but i did.

I said it in the pleading looks i gave you.

I said it in the knowing tones of voice i gave you.

I said it in the few texts i sent you asking your days progression.

I said "Stay?" when you asked to be my partner.

Dare i even ask the statement, stay?

Ive asked it so many times before it feel like an empty slew of words now.

Ive asked it so many times while i waited for a response i would never get.

I talked to the moon, the moon ignored my pleads too.

So when you said "Yes," i never felt more happy in my life.

So now, i do dare ask the statement "Stay?"

I ask for stars,

For my heart,

For my mind.

I ask for myself.