Thoughts of an Eccentric Author

Frantically Confessing

Other people say that I'm too obvious,
But why do you remain so oblivious?!
I wanted to tell you about these feelings that I hide,
Now I am here confessing and swallowing my pride

If it's not clear enough, I'll spell it out for you,
I really like you, yes, that is rightful and true
You ask why now of all times, when the answer is quite simple,
I wished to tell you before it's too late, to spare us both the trouble

Weighing my options, I listened to my heart's advice,
I took the risk and now I'm ready to pay the price
To stain our friendship with expected awkwardness,
Rather than throw these away into the burning furnace

I know I that I always tend to yell and punch,
But I really like you, didn't you at least had a hunch?
Dense as you are, you must be confused at the words I spout,
Forgive me, but I am still frantic about you finding out