If wish I could be brave enough to confess my love to you. But like the poor cat in the adage, I am a helpless coward.
I clung to you like a hopeless maniac. This strand of string connecting you and me is so pitifully thin.
I could only ever admire you from afar.
My cheeks blossoms when our eyes notice each other. Butterflies and shockwaves crashes and battles within me when I hear your meek voice.
I am ill, confined, pinned, trapped in an endless cycle. Plagued by lovesickness.
Only could I ever declared my love in my dreams. Only in my dreams, would you smile at me, caress me. look at me. Only me
But shattered by reality as I awaken from my utopia. I want to stay forever in that euphoric state when I'm with you. Even if I know it isn't real.
In the end, only a hopeless coward remains from afar, gazing at her, the one she loves.
YOU ARE READING
You, only you
PoetryMainly poems or short stories about unrequited love. Most are written based on personal experiences. My writing isn't the best but I still hope you will enjoy.
