I would stare at my phone all day,
waiting for anything from him,
my heart became weak at the thought of him,
he was the one person I truly loved,
but the feelings weren't mutual,
these conversations that we had were so passionate, tender, comforting,
each time we had a heart to heart talk,
I felt butterflies,
our deepest emotions expressed,
problems told,
secrets revealed,
stories unfolded,
I wish he knew how I feel,
how much I love him,
how I day dream about him,
that he's always on my mind,
the pain I go through each day,
knowing that he doesn't feel the same.
