We sit together in class,
We don't talk much,
and yet you hold my heart
in your hands.
You laugh with your friends,
smiling ever so beautifully,
a smile that could cure any threat.
I wish you glanced at me,
even the smallest hi,
would mean everything to me,
I love how you smell like honey blossom,
And how you dream of going to Paris
How you don't like the word fall but instead Autumn,
There are so many moments I will cherish,
But I know you don't feel the same.
I won't give up on you,
It pains me that you're not mine,
I will try to get through this,
I will say many 'I'm Fine's'
But it will be worth it in the end,
and for now i will have to pretend
that my heart isn't in pain,
that my love for you is non-existent.
So for now, we will speak soon.
Ever most affectionately yours.
RH
