I see you everywhere I go,
studying a table away,
your beautiful face staring intently and looking
around for anything to distract you.
I don't know why, but my heart stops
when I see you.
I get that feeling to talk to you, but I
can never sum up the courage to do so.
I let you approach me because my cowardice
makes me bite my tongue.
You're special to me because you are a friend
and the only friend who seemed to care only
a couple years ago.
You were there for me when my days looked
utterly bleak.
You always included me when no one else would
and our friendship grew stronger.
The thing is I miss you,
I miss you so much, and I want to be
closer to you and much closer than you think.
Still, I'll stay a distance from you until
that day we can talk things out.
This isn't the way it ought to be, but I can
wait and see.
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