I've been keeping a secret for a whole month, something that I need to tell you about.
I'm afraid if I keep it to myself any longer, you'll find out one way or another.
I wish you would have more time, so that we could talk.
And I could tell you that I found something, that I thought only you could give me.
I guess it's not so hard to take the first step, if it wasn't for the fear that I've lead you on.
I do wish you're where I am right now, but please know I'm happy to wait for you to move on.