Things I Can't Say Out Loud

her.

Hair, as dark as ebony.
Eyes, brown as dark coffee.
Lips, plump and rosey,and her skin,
I believe as soft as petals.
She looked beautiful, as usual.

My heart was pounding.
Seeing her always make
Butterflies open their wings
And fly through my being.

Her scent is intoxicating.
To my eyes, she was a blessing.
But to my heart, she was a curse.
Knowing my love would never
Be reciprocated felt worst
Than by flames being burnt.

She is not just a beauty,
She is also very kind.
As if her looks were not
Enough to make me go blind.
Blind with love for someone
Who would never feel the same.

My heart bleeds
And my soul hurts.
But I can't help it,
I want to be arround her.

Being her friend is enough
I guess.
It is sometimes rough,
But at least I am blessed
With her smiles when she
Looks at me.

My crush is a straight girl,
So we are just friends.
I will never tell her,
Scared she would not understand.
We will never be more than friends
But it doesn't matter
As long as I can be near her.

I know that you will never
See me the way I see you.
But flower, I am begging you,
Do not break my heart any further.