The Boy Who'll Never Know

What do you do with love when you can't say it out loud?

I missed you. I loved you. I still do.

I never told you how I felt. So I wrote it down instead.

These poems are all the moments we almost had, all the words I kept to myself, and all the memories I'll never forget.

Maybe you'll never read this. Maybe it's better that way.

But this is for you. Every line.