I'm Still Dreaming

Smiling

I noticed it,
Slowly at first,
Till it crept up on me. 

I love him. 

Because of that,
I smile differently. 

More beautiful smiles, 
like the moon half full. 

Face no longer beaming with light, 
Instead, every day is a fight. 

I love him. 
It's true,
But he doesn't love me too.