It’s been a while, and lots of things have happened, for all I know I’ve confessed to a boy, and more, but for now he just wants to be friends, even though he doesn’t act like it. So have this poem, lingering, in my eyes towards him.

Lingering

What if every time I get closer I get pushed away,
I know the words, yet I am too afraid to say.
My comments kept inside me all along
Just one note away from singing the correct song.

Somethings get closer than what we will be for real
It’s a thing I don’t want to feel.
This is just about you and me I know
But I don’t know if what you do is real or for show.

I’m afraid to ask it again, but also to stay away
There are so many reasons why I should stay.
I have been enlightened with a cheer in my heart
No experience, but an even braver heart.

So, I continue to wait and see
Hoping that friendship will become more, and I become we.