You took interest to me
like a beautiful flower,
waiting for you.

Twinkling at my petals
and the essence of my soul,
you hold me close.

Breathing in
my scent
of adoration.

Why shouldn't
I blossom,
for the only person
that's taken the time
to pick me up
and put me in
such an intricate vase?

I know you cant
take me out to eat.
Or go see a movie with me,
because
people will see.
And people will talk.

So our relationship
resides in my room.
And the backseat of your car.

Our dates consist of going
to the taco bell drive through,
and sitting in the parking lot
talking about everything.

So for now, I'm okay with sneaking around.
As long as I get to spend time
with you.

I can pretend that I
am the one you want.
But I know your heart
lies with her.

And I know that I act
so cavalier
and nonchalant.
I feel like
I am about to end
what we never were.

The truth is though,
I care more than you think.
More than just "friendship",
and not all fun and games.

But I see your face
every time I blink.
And all I want to do
is scream your name.

You make me feel
perfect.
You make me feel
like I am the only girl.

But the fact that you say
that nobody better suspect
                                             we're together,
                           makes me want to hurl.

I know how this will end.
Brokenhearted, and filled
with guilt.

That
won't stop me, though.

I keep going.
Pushing, and hoping.
Longing for something more.

I haven't felt
anything, in
so
long;
I'm willing to
take the risk
of pain.

I only hope the suffering
doesn't come soon.

I keep ignoring
all of my friends calls
and text messages.


          and
     I                     just
  
                                      wish I knew why.