Sadness
Holding back tears
Realizing the truth
Holding on by my last fingernail
Wanting it to break
Wanting to fall to my true love’s arms
Wondering
Wondering who that “love” is
Have I met him?
Does he know me?
I know my crush doesn’t like me
Feeling empty
Hopeless
Knowing that it will always be a dream never reality
Lacking
Lacking courage
Lacking the courage to tell him myself
Wanting
Wanting that courage
Knowing
Knowing that unless I tell him myself it will never be
Even though it still will never be
Dreaming
So many dreams will now come to a screeching halt
Now they will be replaced with nightmares
Nightmares of what could have been
Wishing
Wishing you would be mine