It starts with a simple glance.
Maybe even a word that you know you like him.
After that you expect him to notice the feelings you hold and perhaps have the same.
You convince yourself you have to set this aside. It will only leave you torn at the end.
All that convincing is forgotten when you have him in front of you.
You wish you had the confidence.. Just enough to tell him but cowardliness always overcomes and makes you remain silent
Too shy to even look in his eyes.
When you do speak you just seems to say the wrong things which just makes him further away than he already was.
Everything you do seems to make him drift further.. You just wish everything would work out but you see and hear things you hope aren't true and try to think they are rumors as you did with all before.
You are torn when you find him talking less and less to you but you swallow that lump in throat in hopes that he will realize one day what he has in front of him.
You try to make him see and it seems he is blinded more. Seems like it wont happen yet you don't give up.
'Maybe at the end he will see.. Maybe after all he will see I was enough ... Maybe.. Maybe not'
The negative thoughts always lurk at the corner overtaking every chance they get to tell you you never have been and never will be enough.
It will always be a maybe till he either forgets you or maybe tell you he has the same feelings.

YOU ARE READING
A Thousand Nights.
RomanceEndless poetry for the restless souls that wander through life seeking evergreen words.