What a revelation,
slowly understanding you, that is.
Your humility and silence were a thousand words unspoken and unwritten.
I could only imagine the unspoken love you harbour for the unspoken girl.
Such envy I feel, yet,
I shan’t do anything about this envy.
Not this time.
Not ever again.
I never did.
I say that now,
one day, when we’re older,
I’ll take the chance and ask again.
Break the ice, and melt away the strain.
But here I am,
already attracted to another smile.
A little I wrote in the middle of my first semester, I'm in my second.