Never Knowing...
My heart grows werey.
Days are long and dreadful.
The man I long for never sees me in front of him.
Never knowing how much I care for him.
I want to tell him how much I care for him but
I don't want to ruin the friendship we have.
I wonder what it would be like to be with him.
Never knowing what to say or do when he comes near.
Afraid of making a fool of myself.
But if I never do anything about my feelings I will never
know how he feels about me.
What will he say?
What will happen to our friendship?
Will it fall apart or will it grow stronger?
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