Tell him that I like him,
Confess that I’ve been yearning him for years,
As shallow it may seem,
I cannot tell that now I still have my fears.
He smiles at me and calls my name,
I wonder if he even liked me that way,
Does he think of love all for game?
Does he think of love last for a day?
He walks up to me and says hello,
I flustered in pink and he suddenly frowned,
I didn’t know until he shook his head no,
I think he already knows, he read me without sound.
He then apologized to me,
Said we can’t be together,
He said I already love someone you see,
I didn’t get him til he said he has another.
However I didn’t care what he said,
I know as long as I wait,
I’ll even wait for us to get wed,
I’ll keep up my faith.
He then walked away,
I know this is no dream,
He then got nothing more to say,
Oh how wistful this just seem.
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