Sometimes I'm afraid that someone will read my eyes when I'm around you. I find myself pretending to be uninterested in certain things you do to me. I maintain a decent distance as to not look any type of desperate. But as I see others taking the liberty to smother you, I have to ignore it and look away. If only you fully knew how hard this is for me. I push aside so many thoughts and hold so much in. To this day I still dream of something more deep with us.
I wish it didn't hurt this much over how you don't want me. :(
I will remain in high hopes that through my colloquy of heart to confession, you will come to thoroughly penetrate the very entity of my enduring fidelity.
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