Through our whole lives,
From age eight till now,
I've been the quiet one of the two of us.
You were smart and funny,
I was shy, but always smiling.
You opened my mind to so many possibilities.
We'd have snow ball fights,
Splash through puddles and
Crunch leaves on our many walks to and from school.
In seventh grade, I thought maybe
Just maybe I liked you more
But silly me, that couldn't be true.
Then when you teased me
For being with someone older,
I realized just how much I'd been wrong.
I did like you more,
More than I could express, but
I couldn't tell you that.
All you've ever seen is the quiet girl
The one who listens to your rants and
Laughs at your stupid jokes.
I've coped with you not knowing by
Trying to busy myself with school,
And anything else I could find to be useful,
But it's no longer working.
My mind is so much more capable than I thought.
Now as I work, I'm productive and thinking of you.
I wonder what would've been different
Had I told you from the start.
Would I still just be the quiet girl?
