Old friends...old feelings

the title pretty much tells it all=P

An old friend

What is it about people old and dear?
They could bring you both pain and cheer
Salty tears roll over my smile
Making me unable to put on my usual guile

Sweaty palms and shaky breathing
I could not even control my feelings
Feelings I restrained, push down so deep
Building pressure, growing steep

This is not who I am supposed to be
This is not the person I want everyone to see
Usually daring,
I am now staring; wondering what I should do.

I calm myself and put on my mask
Resign myself to the unpleasant task
I walk up to you and what do you do
You smile.
=)

Author's Note

leave any comments, i wrote this in earnest.