Mr. Right

My newest poem. A follow up to the previous post. 

Mr. Right

I wrote you a speech tonight

one you'll never hear

one you'll never let me say

one I almost fear

you're the one I look to

when tears cloud o'er my eyes

you're the one I fear that I

may have to walk away from in surprise

telling you you're worth it

for some other gal

but for me tonight

you'll always be just my pal

it may not change the way you think

or what you think about me

but when I turn around, I'm walking out

and every day I'll be

waiting just around the corner

to hear you call after me

but when I hear your whisper

I'll know, it's always been just a dream.