i adore her,
every part of her being—
both the parts she is proud of
and those that she keeps hidden
her wit and sweetness
seems like a cherry on top of an ice cream
that makes her even more
beautiful to my eyes.

i’ve liked him since that
19th of February
during our rehearsal for a cotillion
"Your hands feel cold. Don’t be nervous", he said.
i smiled and felt the warmth on my cheeks
he’s always been my inspiration
and my strong tower.

i wish i could finally
tell her how much i love her.

i don’t think i’ll ever have
the courage to tell him i love him.