Silent confessions.
I see her from a far when she’s not looking hoping she notices and doesn’t mind. It would then be ok to imagine how my arms can wrap her tight.
How I want to be the reason for her smile.
I miss our deep conversations where our eyes meet. Even though she’s broken me I feel a safety in her eyes. Reality sets in and reminds me to be cordial and respect her wishes. Yet my heart beats happier when she’s near. In silence I tell myself of the greatest love I could offer her... but I’m sure she’s wouldn’t care… so I just admire from a far. She’s stunning and I grow nervous thinking of seeing her again. In silence I think she’s beautiful. No one will know.
How I want to be the reason for her smile.
I miss our deep conversations where our eyes meet. Even though she’s broken me I feel a safety in her eyes. Reality sets in and reminds me to be cordial and respect her wishes. Yet my heart beats happier when she’s near. In silence I tell myself of the greatest love I could offer her... but I’m sure she’s wouldn’t care… so I just admire from a far. She’s stunning and I grow nervous thinking of seeing her again. In silence I think she’s beautiful. No one will know.
