I don’t know why I don’t tell you
about how I feel about you
I guess I thought you knew already
maybe I don’t give you enough clues
or maybe you would have worked it out
I don’t know why I don’t even try
I guess I thought you’d have asked me first
I thought that you would felt the same way
and that would make it easier
I keep trying to wait until we’re alone
before I tell you how I feel
but I never seem to be able to
by the time I can you’ve gone
I guess that I’m worried about your reaction
what you would say to your friends
I don’t need you to laugh it away
I won’t be able to deal with that
I don’t think that I will tell you yet
though it goes against what my heart tells me
but I will not stop giving you clues
in the hope you’ll finally work it out
and tell me that you feel the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem