Beyond The Scenes; Poems

Something more

I don't know what todo

Or how to feel about it.

I'm too nervous around him,

And to anxious when his not.

But I tell to me to don't be an idiot,

For maybe feeling something more.

Because I know that I don't have an opportunity,

In his life I'm not more than I more friend.

Doesn't matter how much

I think that we have in common.

For me is a waste of time imagining

That this could get to something more.

Because I'm a fool when it comes to love,

Because I'm a fool when it comes to like.

And when I'm near to him,

I can't blame myself for wanting him close.

Just one sign, something for me to know

That I don't have to keep wasting my time.

On such childish thought,

As something that is only in my head.

But I won't waste my time on that

I won't even say it because is dumb.

I don't ask for much,

A touch, a hug.

Just something for telling me that

A connection can be made.

Although I know that I'm not pretty,

Neither smart nor less have a good figure.

But I'm more than just a stereotype,

I'm something real and unique.

I think that I like you, but first

I want to know if you like me.

Because if you don't like me,

Then I also don't like you.

I already know that something more

Will never take place in reality.

Because I know that we're never be...

More than I wish it...

More than I want it...

We will never be something more...