Not Yet

Written for a potential love, then heartbreak, and now friend.

Mon petit ami, bonsoir.

I just wanted to say quick

You have this... je ne sais quois

That makes my heart skip.

I miss you even before you leave,

As I feel your heartbeat under my hand.

Knowing that soon I'll be left to grieve,

I try to find the courage to stand.

Looking you in the eyes

Is the hardest thing I've done.

The spark makes my soul fly,

And I find myself coming undone.

Make no mistake though,

You are not my raison d’être.

And I do not know if I'm ready to love you,

At least not yet.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think about mixing English and French.