Confession

I have a depressing confession for my peers There is someone I have trouble forgetting Even though it has been years I still think of him often, imagining his touch Although I have never felt it I've always wondered so much What would it have been like to feel him To know his lips upon mine For him to actually love me For me to be on his mind He was a good old friend but I wanted so much more He has been gone a very long time But that doesn't mean he's not adored I can't stop thinking of him and the life we could have had I don't mean to sound ungrateful For the time we had I am glad I just wanted to be with him, still do that's the confession We have not spoken in ten years But he has left the biggest impression In my life and on me, for him I cannot forget His face, his voice, the secrets he told To be with him, I am all set I am terrified he is gone now forever And I will never get my chance To tell him the truth of my feelings And see if his love he grants So I go on day to day Thinking and dreaming of him And I might until I'm gray My chances of seeing him slim