It's about this girl I like. We seem to have a connection, but remain just friends. I want to tell her how I feel, but am afraid she'll reject me, as neither me or her have been in many relationships. Ok, so here it goes:
I only speak to you occasionally,
Yet I feel like I know you well.
As I learn more of you,
You learn more of me aswell.
Conversation with you flows easily,
I don't have to hold back.
No matter what we talk about,
I enjoy it, because it's with you.
I used to think you liked me,
That you felt my feelings too,
My hopes were ever rising,
Could we date, me and you?
Just as I prepared to tell you,
How I really felt,
Someone else noticed us,
They saw we got on well.
They said our passion was obvious,
We should clearly go out,
So I lied and said ` just friends `
To cast a shadow of doubt.
I wish you could have understood,
That what I said was not the truth,
But the words had already escaped my lips,
And so you thougth no longer of me.
Since I could not be your date,
I would have to settle to be your mate.
But as our friendship steady grew,
I gleaned a secret, straight from you.
Your heart was set on someone else,
You desired him far more than me.
You told me this with total disregard,
For the state of my heart.
Yet when you told him of your feelings true,
He rebuffed you firmly, not caring for you.
Whilst I cried for your rejection,
I rejoiced for my chances yet to come!
And so the time slowly passed,
Until the holidays came at last.
Just before we departed,
You gave me a number, so that we might be united.
And now I know not what to do,
I love you, but should I call and tell this to you?
Or would you look on my emotions with scorn,
And break my heart forever more?
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