unspoken feelings <poetry>

Bridges of Time

In the corridors of our youth, we danced,
In innocence, our hearts entwined and glanced.
Oh, how he teased and shouted my name,
A playful act that set my heart aflame.

With mischief in his eyes,
He'd whine and tease, a charming guise,
Slapping his own face teasingly, tempting me to play,
But like a fleeting dream, he'd run away.

His laughter filled the air, a joyful sound,
I cherished every moment that we found.
His random jokes, his playful tease,
With him, time melted with such ease.

His friend spoke of his secret delight,
How he seemed to find comfort in my sight,
And in the whispers of the school's lore,
Classmates assumed there was something more.

Yet, he never denied, nor did he confess,
A silent bond that we both did possess.
He found excuses to be near,
And in his smile, my heart would cheer.

From afar, he'd gaze upon me,
And I'd pretend not to notice, not to see,
But deep inside, my heart would soar,
Knowing he was looking, longing for more.

Oh, how I blushed when our eyes met,
In those stolen glances, I'll never forget.
In the bridges of time, we came close,
Yet the words we yearned, we didn't impose.

Now, as the years have gently passed,
I find myself longing for the past.
The innocence of youth, the playful days,
I miss those moments in so many ways.

But I hold onto hope, that one day,
The bridges of time will lead our way.
To a love that's grown, and stands the test,
And all those feelings, we'll finally confess.