Left Unspoken

Indecisive

Taking a step forward, then taking a step back.
A sure decision, something that I always lack.
Typing speeches out of an impulsive feeling .
Messages unsent, nights full of overthinking .

Dazed every morning, tired from a midnight signal.
Flirty or friendly? Are these thoughts even mutual?
Sober looks to cover the twilight drunkenness.
Your actual verdict, please enlighten me princess.

Your ambiguous words flowing through my heart and mind.
Should I still write more lines or leave it all behind?
Stuck in such a mood, so intrusive and pensive.
Persistent passion, making me indecisive.

An old withered rose, started blooming once again.
Reason still unknown, or yet, forcefully hidden.
Picking petals one by one to unveil a sign.
For sure I am yours, but do you want to be mine?