It’s been the longest month,
Missing you.
My heart seemed to grow,
Fonder despite my distance from you.
Seeing you here again,
Fills my body with ecstasy.
But I have to play the role of the friend,
As I don’t know if you’re ready for me.
And I wish that I could be someone else,
Someone who has the courage to tell you.
To tell you that the truth is,
I think I might be falling in love with you.
But I can’t say it,
Now’s not the time,
You’re not ready for it,
I wish that I could read your mind,
But please fool me a little more,
Pretend I stand a chance like I thought before,
Even if you’ll never want me that way,
I’d be nice to think that you might some day.
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 9:44 AM UTC
It’s been the longest month,
Missing you.
My heart seemed to grow,
Fonder despite my distance from you.
Seeing you here again,
Fills my body with ecstasy.
But I have to play the role of the friend,
As I don’t know if you’re ready for me.
And I wish that I could be someone else,
Someone who has the courage to tell you.
To tell you that the truth is,
I think I might be falling in love with you.
But I can’t say it,
Now’s not the time,
You’re not ready for it,
I wish that I could read your mind,
But please fool me a little more,
Pretend I stand a chance like I thought before,
Even if you’ll never want me that way,
I’d be nice to think that you might some day.
just a poem about wanting someone who you realistically know will never like you back but still wanting them anyway